Forecast
I think the waves aching to come ashore
Know how I feel when I imagine you
So far far away
With your air of mystery
And secret tides
You are the eye of my storm
And I am all radar and battened
Ready and wanting.
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I think the waves aching to come ashore Know how I feel when I imagine you So far far away With your air of mystery And...
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