| Would you be the wind to blow me home?
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| Would you be a dream on the wings of a poem?
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| And if we were walking through a crowd well you know I would be proud,
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| if you’d call my name Out Loud, if you’d call my name Out Loud,
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| do you suppose I would come running, 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 down a dead end street would you be the one to let our
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| eyes meet? |
| or would you just keep on walking down to the turn-around?
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| Cause you know I would be proud if you’d call my name out loud, if you call my name out loud, do you suppose I would come running, do you suppose I’d come at all? |
| I suppose I would…
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| And if I was gone from the land we know
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| Would you be there, darling?
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| Let your beauty still show?
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| And if you were out walking
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| By the cold night coming
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| Would you call my name?
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| Cause you know I would come running
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| If you’d call my name Out Loud, if you’d call my name Out Loud, do you suppose
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| I would come running, do you suppose I would come at all?
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| You know I would, you know I would, you know I would, you know I would,
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| I’d come running, I’d come running, if you’d call my name Out Loud |