Stranger sitting by coast of a lonely river,
write me a song on your idle guitar.
With your fingers sweep me
faraway from me and here.
Cross my heart! I'll sit my body next yours,
as your spirit guides the flight in my passion.
Nod my feet as your melody strings on.
It's taking over me, I know,
sadly my kin'll have me disowned,
but can I really avoid my soul
from falling for strange a song.
See...I close my two eyes to blind
and leave the third open for you,
play me forever, crazy as a loon,
fools together, we sail to your tune.
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