You had a lover once
She loved you with her heart.
Yet you cared not for her
She did not fit your part.
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In the sweetness of the evening sun
When the moon begins to shine,
When your love begins to glow
And becomes one with mine,
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She says she stays awake at night
Just to hear me breathe.
She says she needs to assure herself
That I would never leave.
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On occasions I have danced
and swayed to the music of love
And many times I have chanced
upon a delightful thought of us
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Somewhere in China,
There's a poet just like me.
Struggling with who he is,
Longing to be free.
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From boyhood to manhood you pass
like sweet morning rain.
The songs you sang the morning last
are now a new refrain.
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To my friend, Maria. Thanks for the gesture.
A pocketful of petals
They were given to me.
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You think you're doing the right thing.
You buy the time that may save your life.
You move your wife away from her friends,
And farther away from your children.
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She'd given me a free ride
to see how far I'd go
From desert to the valley
up to the winters snow.
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