I'm being followed by a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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And if I ever lose my hands
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Lose my plough
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Lose my land
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Oh, if I ever lose my hands
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Oh, if I won't have to work no more
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And if I ever lose my eyes
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If my colours all run dry
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Yes, if I ever lose my eyes
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Oh, if I won't have to cry no more
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Cos I'm being followed by a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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And if I ever lose my legs
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I won't moan, and I won't beg
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Yes, if I ever lose my legs
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Oh, if I won't have to walk no more
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Did it take long to find me?
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I asked the faithful light
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Did it take long to find me?
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And are you gonna stay the night?
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I'm being followed by a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
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Moonshadow, moonshadow
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And if I ever lose my mouth
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All my teeth
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North and south
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Yes, if I ever lose my mouth
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Oh, if I won't have to talk
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Moonshadow
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| Chris De Burgh |
