I am getting older
And I don’t know where you have gone
Take my hand if you can show me
I’m standing here at your heart's ache
I’ve loved you all along
You know my name but dare not speak it to your lips
And at the end of the woods
And at the end of your stare
You will find me
Just where I have always been
In your crying arms
Near your crying eyes
So that you might know where I have been, oh beloved
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