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Your World (1965) I sometimes like to wander Through your world To curl up warm Unwind within your mind To chase your pleasures Round between your sighs To swim the grays and blues Of aqua suns And take refuge In the valley of your smile When golden rains Come tumbling o'er your brow Caressing time And soothing wounded thoughts Its' good to question roads You've loved before To climb familiar hills Once more To stand above the answer Once again And see And know That peace awaits you Far below And only life Awaits your entrance now |