الكلمات الأصلية
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The touch of a stranger
No stranger to bliss
You may be afraid
But don’t deny me this kiss
When you wake in the morning
You know I’ll be gone
So on the pillow I write
All things begin and all things end
But the end is just another bend
Walk far down this gravel road
Will I meet you again?
Well, I can only hope
The heat of your gaze
And the strength in your stride
You make me weak at the knees
And transfixed my eyes
When you wake in the morning
You know I’ll be gone
So on the pillow I write
All things begin and all things end
But the end is just another bend
Walk far down this gravel road
Will I meet you again?
Well, I can only hope
