| T’was one long year today
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| I left Bournemouth and you
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| Adventure, salt and spray
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| King’s service I must do …
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| But dear Christine I hold you dearly
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| If only you could hear me
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| I send my love … sincerely
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| In hopes that we’re not merely hanging on
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| At sea, there’s time for thought
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| My head was filled with you
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| With quill in hand, I sought
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| To bridge the endless blue …
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| But dear Christine I hold you dearly
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| If only you could hear me
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| I send my love … sincerely
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| In hopes that we’re not merely hanging on
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| On and on
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| And dear Christine I’m just a man who
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| Believes in dreams that come true
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| And if you feel like I do
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| When I return I’ll find you … Hanging On |