There you may stand in your splendour and jewels
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swaying me in both directions
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One is the right one, the other for fools
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How do I make my selection?
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The city lies silent in the warm morning light
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The sand is as golden as saffron
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Oasis of love sweet water of life
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God bless the poor ones who have none though they¡¯ve tried
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Someone is drowning down there in the flood
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But this river will dry by tomorrow
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Is its ocean or stream this love in my blood?
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Bringer of joy and sorrow?
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The end of the journey must soon be in sight
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Birth is the start of the swansong
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Oasis of love sweet water of life
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God bless the poor ones who want some by are denied
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No one is given the map to their dreams
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All we can do is to trace it
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See where we go to
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Know where we¡¯ve been
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Build up the courage to face it
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While we fumble in the darkness where once there was light
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Roaming the land of the ancients
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Oasis of love sweet water of life
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God bless the poor ones whose patience never died
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While we stumble in blindness where once there was sight
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Searching for trees in the forest
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Oasis of love sweet water of life
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God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried
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God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied
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God bless the poor ones whose patience never died
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God bless the poor ones on that one way donkey ride
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One Way Donkey Ride
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Mary Black |