It always ends up to one thing, honey
And I can't think of right words to say.
Wherever I am babe, I'm always walking with you.
I'm always walking with you, but I look and you're not there.
Whoever I'm with, I'm always, always talking to you.
I'm always talking to you, and I'm sad that
you can't hear, sad that you can't hear.
It always ends up to one thing, honey.
When I look and you're not there.
I need to know you, need to feel my arms around you,
feel my arms around you, like a sea around a shore.
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