Still you’re near.
Still you call.
The fears and sighs, I hear them all.

Like those Christmas times,
When we would not sleep,
Just lay there warm and proud --
All your wishes for something somewhere...

And it’s never far –- oh, what all we were.
But all that’s changing now.
All your wishes for something somewhere.

Through this different town,
With its different streets,
Still the thought of you.
 [bad word] 

And what’s left behind –- when each evening ends?
Roads to where we’ve been…?
All your wishes...
 [bad word] 

All your wishes for something somewhere
 [bad word] 
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