| As my footsteps join your rhythm
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| We will dance away the miles
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| And whichever road you walk I’ll be there
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| Though the night may have its secrets
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| You have lent your company
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| We’ll travel down the road without a care
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| Though you sting the very mouth That sings your praise
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| No there’s no malice in the pain
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| Just your way of saying who you are
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| You’re the bringer of my comfort
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| You’re the rain
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| I have known the time for cursing
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| As your spoiling fingers dance
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| On some sun-drenched dream of soft grass, silk and love
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| But tonight I know your purpose
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| I’m content to share your ways
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| As you whisper down your friendship from above
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| Though you sting the very mouth That sings your praise
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| No there’s no malice in the pain
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| Just your way of saying who you are
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| You’re the bringer of my comfort
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| You’re the rain
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| My journey’s all but over
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| Just the last few steps to take
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| Before I lay me down to join my dreams
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| For your company my thanks
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| And I hope when next we meet
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| I’ll recall tonight remembering your schemes
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| Though you sting the very mouth That sings your praise
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| No there’s no malice in the pain
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| Just your way of saying who you are
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| You’re the bringer of my comfort
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| You’re the rain |