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And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone

Summer’s waxing in the air
The meadows stretch and onwards to St James square
Oh my mind’s astray
I dream of you each fevered night
The stars are cold and singing in an august sky
That breaks into the day

Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I don’t know where to turn my eyes

Summer’s waxing in the air
The meadows stretch and onwards to St James square
Oh my mind’s astray
An afternoon on Saturday
Before the stars can shine upon the streets of grey
And you and I go home

And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone

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