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The Light
Her eyes could have only been born of this ocean
Delph blue, longing and weepy they want me so much to want you
All wrapped up beside you and winded, after you've taken me
My mind's roaming free, dozing, dazing, drifting out this evening
With a verse so sweetly sung
Into a world we've longed to come
But somehow we are not one
And all her lavender meadows so fragrant and beautiful
And at your dining room table the sun falls on my face so warm
And all the turbulent highways I've taken to get here
To you in this home, in this moment, for that I am grateful
Though this house feels like an old lost song
That calls for me to play along
Somehow I don't belong
The night lit by moon, the day sun
Ooh baby, I'm wondering, how come?
The light is nearly gone
Her soul could have only been born of a wild oak
So far reaching and swaying and free but stands stoically alone
When the skies come apart she leans over so helpless and cowering
Until the storms come to cease and somehow she's the only one standing
And though we've grown so close my love
And though these nights we've spent so many of
A part of me is numb
Her eyes look up to me, so open and true
Our window's in perfect clear view
But somehow I can't see through
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But somehow I can't see through
Our window's in perfect clear view
Her eyes look up to me, so open and true
A part of me is numb
And though these nights we've spent so many of
And though we've grown so close my love
Until the storms come to cease and somehow she's the only one standing
When the skies come apart she leans over so helpless and cowering
So far reaching and swaying and free but stands stoically alone
Her soul could have only been born of a wild oak
The light is nearly gone
Ooh baby, I'm wondering, how come?
The night lit by moon, the day sun
Somehow I don't belong
That calls for me to play along
Though this house feels like an old lost song
To you in this home, in this moment, for that I am grateful
And all the turbulent highways I've taken to get here
And at your dining room table the sun falls on my face so warm
And all her lavender meadows so fragrant and beautiful
But somehow we are not one
Into a world we've longed to come
With a verse so sweetly sung
My mind's roaming free, dozing, dazing, drifting out this evening
All wrapped up beside you and winded, after you've taken me
Delph blue, longing and weepy they want me so much to want you
Her eyes could have only been born of this ocean
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