| I asked a distant star, «I wonder where you are»
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| The shadow at my door, a friend who is no more
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| I watched him go to the wind
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| I closed my eyes, goodbye, goodbye my friend
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| Friends and family, the branches of the tree
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| Sheltered in the rain, telling me again
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| «No matter how the raindrops run
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| The world will turn, turn back to the sun»
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| Yeah, yeah
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| A trick of light upon our eyes
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| A trick of time upon our lives
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| Ancient songs cry out to you
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| Surely this sweet sand is slipping through
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| I watched him go to the wind
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| I closed my eyes, goodbye, goodbye my friend
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| Yeah
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| A trick of light upon our eyes
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| A trick of time upon our lives
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| Ancient songs cry out to you
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| Surely this sweet sand is slipping through
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| Slipping through the glass of time
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| Slipping through the glass
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| Surely this sweet sand will run out by and by
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| And while the days come down to you
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| While the days come down
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| You are just a traveler passing through
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| Ooh, yeah, yeah |