| Oh there was once a man who had lost his own smile
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| And he wandered the country mile after mile
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| Never quite knowing what he wanted to find
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| For his heart it lay heavy with the weight of his mind
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| And he looked at the land through the tears in his eyes
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| For he knew that there were those who would will her to die
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| And he wept for his mother as he lay at her feet
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| And he heard a voice singing him softly to sleep
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| I’ll be your queen, I’ll be your mother — I’ll be your mystical child
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| Be your best friend, your lover — Your wife for all time
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| Will there ever be another, in this life of mine
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| Will there ever be another, like my mystical child
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| So he climbed a high hill and he looked out to sea
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| And he heard a voice calling out softly to him
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| Open your heart boy for it needs to be free
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| And the next time you’re crying come running to me
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| So he walked through the valleys the trees and the fields
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| And he came to a river where she waited for him
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| And they looked at the water of life flowing by
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| And he heard a voice saying 'you're not alone in the fight' |