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I see your face full in the wind
everytime I step to our old song
Wherever you are, that’s where I begin,
Comin’ round, but it’s taking too long.
What we have is close to impossible
you’re lost in your dreams, I’m losing the light.
How do you wish upon an evening star
in the middle of a storm when it’s out of sight.
Every minute there’s more distance
I remember a song you once wrote
it was all about love and persistence,
you walked a high circus tight rope
The mystery of your whereabouts
has to wait on the mercy of your ways
An angel’s been there for all your turnabouts
Let her guide you back through the maze.
I see your face full in the wind
everytime I step to our old song
Wherever you are, that’s where I begin,
Comin’ round, but it’s taking too long.
What we have is close to impossible
you’re lost in your dreams, I’m losing the light.
How do you wish upon an evening star
in the middle of a storm when it’s out of sight.