| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| I saw your footprints press in the clay
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| Now I watch them, watch them wash in the wake
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| And now, and now, and now you go
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| And now, and now, and now you go
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| And here I lie alive
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| My lungs reluctant
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| Waves pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling on my skin
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| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| I sat here a long time
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| Watching the sun fall
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| Wondering what you’d say
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| If you said anything at all
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| And I cut a trail in the cemetery fog
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| And I’m calling, calling your name in the dark
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| And now, and now, and now you go
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| (And now, and now, and now you go)
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| And now, and now, and now you go
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| (And now, and now, and now you go)
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| And here I lie alive
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| My lungs reluctant
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| Waves pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling on my skin
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| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| Woman, woman, sailing away
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| I saw your footprints press in the clay
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| Now I watch, watch them wash in the wake |