That's all, it's time to go,
Just lead and I will follow.
It's strange - not long ago
My life seemed, oh, so hollow.
My days went drearily by
And sleep would not come near.
I couldn't help but sigh
And think of you, my dear.
That's all, it's time to roam.
My pride I'll have to swallow.
To give my luck a go
I know I need to follow.
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