| The night hangs blue on the black sea
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| And the wind whips through your hair
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| I’ve been gone for a lifetime
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| And I followed your cries here
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| And those cries sent me wandering
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| And I brought what of the world that I could carry back for you
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| Just you and I on the shoreline
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| And the stars that shimmer on and on
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| I’m lost without you near me
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| Show me to the moon
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| I don’t think that I’d survive without you anyway
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| Show me to the moon so I can keep my ills at bay
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| Or fade into her light and wander on eternally
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| Show me to the moon
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| I always swore I was trying
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| And I ruined perfect moments like the times where we would stay
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| Awake all night between bed sheets
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| And I loved you like the spring and I was reaching for the sun
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| You replied with a smile
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| And an unrequiting stare that sent me off through lonely weather
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| I’ll return in the summer
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| Fall out the door before I hear you say that I’m not welcome
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| Then, as if by song, I will reappear on some quiet winter dawn
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| And you’ll be tired, so tired of singing along |