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Strangeways ...
So now, we’re strangers again
Your eyes betray your smile
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
So now, time to dream again
The mind’s eye clambers over stile
Your light ever surrounds me
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
So now, we’re strangers again
The mind’s eye clambers over stile
Your light ever surrounds me
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
Love comes
© David Rowan, September 1981
Strangeways ...
So now, we’re strangers again
Your eyes betray your smile
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
So now, time to dream again
The mind’s eye clambers over stile
Your light ever surrounds me
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
So now, we’re strangers again
The mind’s eye clambers over stile
Your light ever surrounds me
Love comes
The future brings a memory ... which is not me
Love comes
© David Rowan, September 1981