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I'm sailing away my own true love
I'm sailing away in the morning
Is their something I can send you from across the sea
From the place where I'll be landing
No there's nothing you can send me my own true love
There's nothing that I'm wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean
Ah but I just thought you might like something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or the coast of Barcelona
And if I had the stars of the darkest night
Or a diamond from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishing to be owning
Well I might be gone such a long, long time
And it's only that I'm asking
Is their something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more, easy passing
Oh how can, oh how can you ask of me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing that I would want from you today
I would once, again tomorrow
Oh but I got a letter on a long, lonesome day
And it was from her ship a sailing
Saying I don't know when I will be back again
It depends on how I'm feeling
Well you my love if you must ask of it that way
Well I'm sure your mind is roamin'
And I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where you're going
So take heed, take heed of the western winds
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of spanish leather
(copyright Bob Dylan)
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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