I call to you
But it’s in vain
You have not a clue
Still my harts in twain
Calling forth
You leave my behind
With bearings of north
Still, south I find
For you I have voted
Thought now I can see
It’s not me you’re devoted
But to whom is a mystery
But it’s in vain
You have not a clue
Still my harts in twain
Calling forth
You leave my behind
With bearings of north
Still, south I find
For you I have voted
Thought now I can see
It’s not me you’re devoted
But to whom is a mystery


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