A long time ago
I turned to myself and said
"You are my daughter"I saw that image
I saw there was wellWell, then maybe we've got
Something to talk about
Who told you so?That gold burns slow
Like coal camper's candles
All lost in the snowLay down - you're on
The warmth that I'm weaving
Is for you aloneUp on the sun
Where it never rains or snows
There's an ocean
With a wind that never blowsAnd if you see it closer
Then the finer points will show
Not too much more
Too much more
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