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So many miles it seems
Nothing can come between,
your life and mine
Before the ink is dry
I feel just you and i, inside my
mind
Love is the arrow, fly straight and true
Into this deep and
fallow hart
What am I to do
What am I to do
Another world to
spin
A distant tide come in, they always do
A mother holds the son
A
lover waits alone, like me for you
Love is the arrow, fly straight and
true
Into this deep and fallow hart
What am I to do, what am I to
do
Into the highest cloud
Before a word is spoken
Beyond the
slighest doubt
Before the dream is woken
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