Before I kiss my land goodbye,
And i think of you once more,
Same thing dawns as always I thought:
A dream of nothing else but you.
By a footstep of right followed by left,
And in your lock door I start knocking.
Some little talk of you and me,
Next thing I know it starts raining.
But when it must be,
it has to be.
And so I left a silent goodbye on your doorstep,
Where once U kept standing
till all my dreams had died.
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