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Lyrics:
Lone child, pure and wild Rode in on a prayer tonight Golden story yet untold Wrapped up in these wishes of mine
Of all the eyes yet to behold you May ours intertwine Of all the arms yet to enfold you You were meant for mine
Unto you, my love is spun Following which ever way you run May your days be kind And forever may you shine
Of all the eyes yet to behold you May ours intertwine Of all the arms yet to enfold you You were meant for mine
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