Out Loud   





would you be the wind to blow me home 

would you be a dream 

on the wings of a poem 

and if you were walking through a crowd 

you know I'd be proud 

 

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if you call my name out loud 

do you suppose that I would come running 

do you suppose I'd come at all 

I suppose I would 

 

and if we were walking 

down a dead end street 

would you be the one to let our eyes meet 

or would you just keep on walking 

down to the turn around 

'cause you know I'd be proud 

 

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and if I was gone from the land we know 

would be the dawn 

and let your beauty still show 

and if you were walking  

and heard the cold night coming 

would you call my name 

'cause you know I'd come running