Turn Around
Daybreak in a foreign land
Sights so bright
Drenched in history
The sun sparkling through the morning mist
Vision blurred by squinted eyes
A silhouette draping a wooden bench
The baby sparrow hungrily cries
Walk right past she looks at me
Was she the one from my dream
I stare right back to let her know
Our two eyes lock, there is a gleam
Oh vision bright and beautiful
Come take my hand and walk with me
A journey we both do need
Turn around and comfort me
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