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WATERline And I followed you to the waterline & I held your hand & I held your eye & we sat together on a stone & we watched the water roll where we might roam
d And there's no one else around in sight or sound & there's no one else around where the water's rolling down d
And I followed you where the mosses hung & I held my breath & I held my tongue & I watched that mood roll over you & I told you yes I'm lonesome too
d And there's no one else around . . .
d And I'd like to know just what you're thinking but your eyes read like a mystery & I'd like to tell you how I'm feeling like a river rolling to the sea
d And there's no one else around . . .
d copyright words & music Luke Powers for Phoebe Claire Publishing 2001 |
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