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There's a distant sound to the outward bound |
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On a lonesome windy night |
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A restless sigh as it fades away |
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A longing at first light |
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There's a sad resolve that it's all gone wrong |
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Yet before you turn to go |
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It comes to you |
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It's really true |
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It's your love that's last to know |
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Well we take our time we're polite and kind |
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To the strangers that we meet |
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And the ones who share the ones who really care |
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They don't seem to make us feel complete |
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So we stand alone |
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And we act so strong |
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We're all such worldly souls |
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Till we find one day |
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We've lost our way |
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And our love's the last to know |
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So we stand alone |
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And we act so strong |
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We're all such worldly souls |
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Then we find one day |
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That we've lost our way |
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And our love's the last to know |
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Then we find one day |
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That we've lost our way |
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And our love's the last to know |
