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Would you be the wind to blow me home |
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Would you be a dream |
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On the wings of a poem |
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And if we were walking through a crowd |
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Well you know I'd be proud |
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If you call my name out loud |
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Do you suppose that I would come running |
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Do you suppose I'd come at all |
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I suppose I would |
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And if we were walking |
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Down a dead end street |
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Would you be the one to let our eyes meet |
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Or would you just keep on walking |
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Down to the turn around |
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'cause you know I'd be proud |
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[Chorus] |
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And if I was gone from the land we know |
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Would be the dawn |
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And let your beauty still show |
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And if you were walking |
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And heard the cold night coming |
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Would you call my name |
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'cause you know I'd come running |
