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When evening falls
She'll run to me
Like whispered dreams
Your eyes can't see
Soft and warm
She'll touch my face
A bed of straw
Against the lace
We believed we'd catch the rainbow
Ride the wind to the sun
Sail away or ships of wonder
But life's not a wheel
With chains made of steel
So bless me come the down
Come the down
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