| Hearts that were lost
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| Paths that never had crossed
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| Lonely but free
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| Wandering aimlessly
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| Two separate lives
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| Colliding like clouds in the sky
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| Cautious at first
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| Afraid of repeating the hurt
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| Parts that were torn
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| Drawn like the surf to the shore
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| Helpless to run
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| Stronger than rays of the sun
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| I will return
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| I can’t forget Caribbean sunsets
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| I will return
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| Then to retrace the footprints we made
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| As the tide was getting low
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| Hoping we’d never go home
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| Drifting in dreams
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| Through islands lost in the stream
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| Waking to find
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| Only the memories of mine
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| Counting the days
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| Waiting for something to take me away
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| I will return |