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Sailling down behind the sun
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain to restore my soul again.
Just a toerang on the run.
How did I get here?
What I have I done?
When will all my hopes arriv ?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabys.
And as I watched this seeding grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow
When will I learn the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
If I did, I'd realize
That's when I need him,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
Where you really so far away?
Where you really so far away?
Where you really so far away?
Where you really so far away?
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that has washed away
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
If I did, I'd recognize
He was here with me;
I'd looked into my father's eyes.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
If I did, I'd recognize
He was here with me;
I'd looked into my father's eyes.
Eric Clapton
(1945)
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