Don't look for me in fields of clover
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I won't be there I won't get older
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I must wait here holed up in my time
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Don't search for me in fields of green
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I'm not there I won't be seen
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I'm wading through the waters of my time
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I'm wading through the waters of my time
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Don't look for me in lands of gold
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I won't be there I won't get old
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I'll hover like a frozen bird in time
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Don't reach for me the stars are cold
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My race is run my stories told
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I'm wading through the waters of my time
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Don't search for me in lands of gold
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I won't be there I can't get old
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Don't hope for me the stars have died
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I've slipped into the past
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Cos I'm wading through the waters of my time
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Yes I'm wading through the waters of my time
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Don't search for me in lands of gold
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I won't be there I can't get old
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Don't hope for me the stars have died
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I've slipped into the past
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Cos I'm wading through the waters of my time
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Yes I'm wading through the waters of my time
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mmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm
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Yes I'm wading through the waters of my time.
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(Wading Through) The Waters Of My Time
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| Richard Hawley |
