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Lonely Island
Lonely, on an island shore
There's no one around.
The day is grown older now
As I catch the thought of you.
With you on my mind,
Sleep drifts over me
But still I can see you.
I knew that I wasn't dreaming anymore.
Softly, your hair in my hands
And your eyelashes opened the door.
How could we love each other
And yet be so remote ?
You were carried by a changing tide
I was stranded on the shore.
I knew I wasn't dreaming anymore.
Softly, your hair in my hands
And your eyelashes opened the door.