| She was long gone, long, long gone
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| She was gone, gone, the bigger they come
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| The larger her hand 'till no one understands
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| Why for so long she’d been gone
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| And I stood very still by the window sill
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| And I wondered for those I love still
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| I cried in my mind where I stand behind
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| The beauty of love’s in her eyes…
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| She was long gone, long, long gone
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| She was gone, gone, the bigger they come
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| The larger her hand 'till no one understands
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| Why for so long she’d been gone
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| And I borrowed the page
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| From a leopard’s cage
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| And I prowled in the evening sun’s glaze
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| Her head lifted high to the light in the sky
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| The opening dawn on her face…
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| She was long gone long, long gone
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| She was gone, gone, the bigger they come
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| The larger her hand 'till no one understands
|
| Why for so long she’d been gone
|
| And I stood very still by the window sill
|
| And I wondered for those I love still
|
| I cried in my mind where I stand behind
|
| The beauty of love’s in her eyes…
|
| She was long gone long, long gone
|
| She was gone, gone, the bigger they come
|
| The larger her hand 'till no one understands
|
| Why for so long she’d been gone
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| She was long gone long, long gone… |