It's five in the morning
And I think of you
Where are you sleeping
Are you feeling blue

It's five in the evening
And I hear your voice
You ask if I'm with you
As if I had a choice

I sit in the window
And you touch my hand
Like a survivor
Searching for the land

Now nighttime is falling
And I see your face
I drown in the darkness
And dance in our sacred place

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