Don’t tell me that they’re all the same
'Cause even the sound of his name
Carries me over their reach
Back to some golden beach
Where only he remains
You planted your eyes on my feet
You told me to dig my heels deep
The night wore the rain
on her window pane
Drifted us to sleep
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