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He was a stranger to himself
A spy in his own camp
And his money was his health
All thrown to the dust by
his very own hand
Yet his beauty lingered still
Beyond the draining of the sand
But greener was
the other side of the hill
Richer was the other man's land
But we loved him
loved him just like
brothers would
We loved him, loved him
like no others could
And she loved him
loved him like a lover should
<Interlude>
Take good care of
an aching heart
You never can replace it
You know you are
the master of your heart
You'll realise that
when you think it fit
Those orbs of blue
are jading away
No laughter from them dances
Yet you're bound to
remember this one day
Hazards are risks
and risks are chances
You can run for cover
run for cover like
a frightened hare
Till it's all over
all over and
there's no one there
'Cos you daren't discover
daren't discover
that we really care

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STRANGER TO HIMSELF
Fairport Convention



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