Anxious hope and thoughts of love will never let me down, not let me go
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Inside, my heart's a cage of ice Loved and lost,
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Still toss the lonely dice
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I burned the whole night long my thoughts were never far from you
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Love that locks and binds must die
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But when it dies a part of you dies too.
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Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying,
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Trying to become the heart of home.
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Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round,
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Sits you right back down where you belong.
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I don't fit my hat sometimes, I get so full of clouds
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Every time I pass your door I hear you cry out loud
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Sometimes I look the same to you as you have looked to me
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My eyes get filled so full of stars, I don't know when I leave
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Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying,
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Trying to become the heart of home.
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Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round,
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Sits you right back down where you belong.
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Love is like the April rain that makes the harvest grow
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And when it grows it's like the summer gold
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Love is like the coloured leaves that drift down from the trees
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One by one 'til every tale is told
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Now if I go a dancing out across the yellow moon
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I'll be home by morning if it doesn't come too soon
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If you seek protection go and find a safer man
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And if he can't give you what you want then come on by again.
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Priestess of the sun and moon and goddess of the wind
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You know too much to ever lose and not enough to win
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Though you built your house upon the rock and not upon the sand
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You're still looking out your window for another travelin' man.
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Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying,
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Trying to become the heart of home.
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Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round,
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Sits you right back down where you belong.
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Yellow Moon
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| Grateful Dead |
