| Your shadows are fading, folding into mine;
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| Elusive my vision, sliding into time
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| And softly I wake 'mid settling snow
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| Disturbing the morning with something I know
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| Off in the distance, caring for me
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| Who could it be this stranger?
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| Watching and waiting in a wholly different way;
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| Halting and helpless, what will be today?
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| Where was I when I met me?
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| That person I remember you used to be
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| And now that I know you, the you that is me
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| Where will it lead, this stranger?
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| Where will it lead, where will it lead, this stranger?
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| Maybe tomorrow’s wanting this today:
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| Gently will follow loving yesterday
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| And maybe I’ll know the truth that I knew
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| Then maybe, maybe I’ll even love you
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| But now that I’m feeling the me that’s to be
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| Enjoying in you my stranger
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| Where will it lead, where will it lead, this stranger? |