作词 : Boswell
when you take my hand
John Boswell
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Storm-clouds in the distance
Are gathering like crows

We can hear the thunder

Mourning soft and low, When the rain comes coldly
Beating like the band

We can make the weather break
If you take my hand

Tell me every story
And every secret dream
I'll crawl close beside you
Till nothing comes between
If the demon spies you
And you're lost in shadow there
Don't you fear I will be right here
You can take my hand


Down along the highway
This street-light starts to glow
who will do what we leave alone
There's never much too sure
All the cool blue evening
When we're walking down the street
I am real just royalty
when you take my hand