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There's a bird on the land |
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There's a bird on the bay |
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There's a sun in the sky |
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But it won't go away |
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And the clock on the wall says remember |
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All that you've said |
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Don't think of the dangers you could have avoided |
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If only he'd stayed |
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Oh, this water is making my death |
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Every season stealing my man from my bed |
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And if this winter should carry him through to the next |
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All I can offer is yours to take |
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Keep me from cold |
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Keep me from foolish mistakes |
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Make me a woman whose love knows how to wait |
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As the fist on my pillow beats down in a midnight rage |
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Let the wind in his sails carry him back to the bay |
