would you be the wind to blow me home

would you be a dream

on the wings of a poem

and if you were walking through a crowd

you know I'd be proud



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if you call my name out loud

do you suppose that I would come running

do you suppose I'd come at all

I suppose I would



and if we were walking

down a dead end street

would you be the one to let our eyes meet

or would you just keep on walking

down to the turn around

'cause you know I'd be proud



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and if I was gone from the land we know

would be the dawn

and let your beauty still show

and if you were walking

and heard the cold night coming

would you call my name

'cause you know I'd come running