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Is she coming home, i'll leave the light on
But through times and space she'll go
If she's coming home she won't tell me
And i wonder if i should know
Wonder if i should feel something
Wonder if i should know
But it's dark in here
Tip-toe softly do not wake her
As she sleeps so very slow
Dim the light on her day-dream
But her dreams you'll never know
See her fading dress and frame it's colours
For a memory you'll long to know
Drape the covers in her bedroom
But life freezes with melting snow
Ah...is she coming home...
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