LYRIC

[Intro] 1, 2

Don't tell me that they're all the same
Cause even the sound of his name
Carries me over their reach
Back to some golden beach
Where only he remains

You planted your eyes on my feet
You told me to dig my heels deep
The night wore the rain
On her window pane
And drifted us to sleep

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