| Although he’s spoken many times before
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| At sight of birth he leaves me by a door
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| And now I know he doesn’t understand
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| And all I need is the warmth of his hand
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| And if he’d smile my loving blood would dance
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| One silent kiss leaves me in a trance
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| And now I know I cannot live alone
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| And now I know my future is unknown
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| One day the questions die
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| On the wings of time I’ll fly
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| And on that day my laughs and tears will rise
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| And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies
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| And I will love when love comes my way
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| And when it does there’s nothing more to say
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| And now I know I don’t need his hand
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| And now I know I don’t have to understand
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| Some day the questions die
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| On the wings of chance I’ll fly |