Let me rock you in my arms
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I'll hold you safe and small
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A refugee from the Seraphim
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With your rich girl rags and all
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Did your dreams die young
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Were they too hard won
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Did you reach too high and fall
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And there is no rest
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For the ones God blessed
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And he blessed you best of all
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Your eyes seem from a different face
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They've seen that much that soon
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Your cheeks too cold, too pale to shine
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Like an old and waning moon
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And there is no peace
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No true release
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No secret place to crawl
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And there is no rest
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For the ones God blessed
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And he blessed you best of all
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If tears unshed could heal your heart
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If words unsaid could sway
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Watch atch you melt into the night
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With adieu and rue the day
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Did your dreams die young
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Were they too hard won
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Did you reach too high and fall
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And there is no rest
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For the ones God blessed
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And he blessed you best of all
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King Of Bohemia
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| Linda Ronstadt |
