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When you call
I will run
Thru the pouring rain
Or the heated sun
I will find you
No matter where you go
Where the trees subside
Or where the rivers flow
The mountains would be like castles in the sand
And i would run over them
Like grass on the land
And the oceans would be like water in a glass
That i would drink just to pass
But, if you never call
What would i do?
Could I ignore the drive that makes me run to you?
Would I choose to live in those castles in the sand?
Stay in a fantasy
Until I understand?
If you never called again
And your voice ceased to be music to my ears
I would cry me a river
With my lonely tears.



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