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Should I begin with
What or why
Or maybe just say
My feet miss the
closeness of yours

I am a strange man
If right this moment
I were able to sing a lullaby
For all the troubled souls on this earth
God, I would sing away, sing away

Anyways, let's get back to my feet
They're troubled; crying for a lullaby
God, every single toe
Waits for your body next to mine

To feel that song
Blowing my blues away
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..(C)1979,1981,2011 Spiros Zafiris..from Very Personal [1979/1981]
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