sunrise, rose -opened gates
I never escaped the thought
that you might be coming home
When my God was fully open
And I'm still trying to find
I never escaped the truth
That I fell in love too soon
As the rain clouds drift apart
The scrapbook that we kept
Is lying open on my shelf
I'm still trying to find that
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, never escaped the truth
that I felt it lost too soon.
As the rain clouds drifted apart,
make it hard to say goodbye
I'm still trying to find them
Still trying to find them
Still trying to find them
Still trying to find them closer
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