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Willow, wherever he goes |
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It seems like I always come to you |
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Hollow, until he returns |
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It aches and it burns |
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I lean on you |
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Your shadow's hanging over me |
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And keeps me from being found |
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Comfort comes as all my tears |
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Absorbs into your ground |
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Show me something new |
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On which I can rely |
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To help me to get through |
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Give me just one sign |
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On which I can hold on |
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To recall the love we knew |
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Sparrow, came in the spring |
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It sang me the things it'd seen far west |
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Then sorrow, came with the wind |
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And with broken wings |
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I regained my nest |
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Your drapes are closing over me |
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I'm safe within your womb |
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This is where I said I'll wait |
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So this will be my tomb |
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Show me something new |
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On which I can rely |
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To help me to get through |
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Give me just one sign |
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On which I can hold on |
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To recall the love I knew |
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Show me something new |
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On which I can rely |
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To recall the love I knew |