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As my hands reach out before me
It touches nothing but air
Where have you gone my love?
My heart, it sings for you
But you are not there to hear it
Where have you gone my love?
Have I descended upon the barren moon,
Where desert sands seem my outlook?
Have I wandered a lonely path,
Where night greets me with solitude?
Come back, grab my hand,
Listen to my heart and then
Listen to your heart
For it will be then
That neither of us will be …alone
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2009
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