September 2009
He spoke to me, I took his flute. No, I wasn't very cute to him, Was I? But I did it, though, because he lied Because he took you for a ride And because time was on his side And because I . . . I want
I am a mountain. I am a tall tree. Oh I am a swif wind sweeping the country. I am river down in the valley. Oh I am a vision, I can see clearly. If any one asks you who I am just stand up tall look th
Just stare into space Picture my face in your hands Live for each second Without hesitation And never forget I'm your man Without me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love
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