I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays
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Ah you look so good today
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You're that instant rush of breeze
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That shakes the pine combs from their trees
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And blows the smoke of stale acquaintances away
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This quiet town seems just they way we left it
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When we left not long ago
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Though we know each by heart
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Lets take the maze of lanes from start
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And ease ourselves along the path we used to know
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The long way home
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The long way home
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Let's walk the long way home
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Long after dark we strolled the park
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We're hand in hand we roam past the shores
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Where love was sure to foam
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I'll take you back
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The long way home
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And so I love you like I loved this river
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As if flows from then to there
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Like that silent village pond
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Like the rabbits far beyond
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You are the answer to a not forgotten prayer
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The long way home
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The long way home
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Let's walk the long way home
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Long after dark we strolled the park
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We're hand in hand we roam past the shores
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Where love was sure to foam
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I'll take you back
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The long way home
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The Long Way Home
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Rupert Holmes |