| I know you’ve left me long ago
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| But still I’ll say goodbye just so
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| In case the perfect wind might blow
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| The air would take my words and go
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| To find you and to let you know
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| And that the wind much more than me
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| Explain to you that you might see
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| That loneliness for being free
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| Can be a price, or more a fee
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| For dreams we use though mine use me
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| And all the while I’ll disappear
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| Till soon the wind is all you’ll hear
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| Disintegrating tear by tear
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| To pay a cost that’s just too dear
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| Till it seems like I was never here
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| When all my dreams have had their way
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| And nothing’s left to go or stay
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| It’s finally to the air I pray
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| That something that I had to say
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| Is with you when your heart’s at play
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| And a prayer upon the wind will do
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| It’s all I’ve left to give to you
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| A final prayer that love lives on
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| Upon the air it’s never gone
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| May every wind take up my song
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| As breath in me where it belongs
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| Though hearts may break for beating wrong
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| I had this prayer like I had you
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| I gave it to the wind it flew
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| So fare thee well and nothing new
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| A prayer upon the wind will do |