| I love to watch you move swaying like a child
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| I have always wanted to know you
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| Then you gave to me, the greatest gift of all your stories
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| Sunrise in the sky, rivers come alive
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| The trees will carry messages for me Born in different lands across the highest seas
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| I would tremble thinking about you
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| Then the winter came, your tales of love remain
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| ice, snow, the wind and rain
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| As a boy he’d always heard
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| The meaning of life hidden in a single word
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| Serenading through his years
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| A talented man surrounded my mystery
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| Gather all the missing days
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| All the ones that slipped away
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| He will bring them back and not speak
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| Lay them at my golden feet
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| He gave me one thousand roses
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| Even before he had known my name
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| Knowing from when they were flying
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| No more the sadness that was my flame
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| In a time when we all dream
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| A weaver of words who everyone wants to meet
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| Will he always wish to be
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| A teller of tales a sower of magic seeds
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| We were actors in a play
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| Celebrate the ancient way
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| Listen to the songs of old
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| In the saddest key of all
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| He gave me one thousand roses
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| Even before he had known my name
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| Knowing from then we were flying
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| No more the sadness that was my flame
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| Then he gave to me, the greatest gift of all
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| Love
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| Annie Haslam-lead and backing vocals
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| Michael Dunford-acoustic guitars
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| Terrence Sullivan-drums and percussion
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| Mickey Simmonds-keyboards, backing vocals and orchestral arrangments
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| Alex Caird-bass guitar |