On a night just like this, in a place far away
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He met with a giri in the spring
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And something about him just turned her around
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As though she were caught on a string
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And being so young they held on to each other
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To see what the moment might bring
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He loved her then in a secretive way
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Not showing his care or his need
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She stayed beside him and looked to the day
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He would somehow begin to be free
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In the chill of the night she would hold him and say
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This is how they always should be
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Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea
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Keep it in mind,
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If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me
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Don't forget me
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And so he come to depend on her more
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Though the lesson was still to be learned,
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Taking for granted the gift that she gave
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As though it were something he'd earned
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And she for her part growing slowly away
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From a love that was never returned
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Then came the day that he never foresaw
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When he woke to find she was gone
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He followed her then to the ends of the world
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To tell her how much he'd been wrong
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But the more he called her, the more she was lost
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Leaving only the words of her song
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Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea
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Keep it in mind,
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If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me
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Don't forget me
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He still listens out for her foot on the stair
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As he looks for her down through the years
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And the friends that he had have all left one by one
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For their words weren't reaching his ears
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He chooses instead now to wander alone
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To a song that only he hears
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Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea
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Keep it in mind,
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If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me
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Don't forget me
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Rocks In The Ocean
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Al Stewart |