Won't you sing my song's,
My song's of night and day?
Where in the light of day,
You are not afraid.
Nor lonley night's when
I'm not there, sleeping in the light.
You who will not sing my song's,
They will never know.
You hear the waves, the seas
Close by.
It's to cold to love outside.
Inside it's warm.
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