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Fly Away With Me
02:48
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Fly away with me,
Fly away with me tonight my love,
The stars are burning brighter now,
Together we can find our way,
My moonlit lady.
Fly away with me to a place that’s lost in time,
Spread your wings and fly away with me,
We’ll dream our dreams together,
And find our way as one,
My moonlit lady.
So fly away with me and promise to be mine,
Together we’ll find our way.
Fly away with me,
Fly away,
My moonlit lady.
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Elizabeth
03:39
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On the bank of the river where I lay yesterday,
I watched the sunset against the hills begin to fade,
And in my dying words I spoke of you, Elizabeth.
I told of our baby Lily born last spring,
And how she looks when the morning light strikes her crib,
I said through Lily’s smile you’d remember me, and brush away your tears
Sweet young lady, come dance with me,
The sunset against the hills is where I’ll be,
And in my arms, I’ll brush away your tears, and tell you I’m still here Elizabeth.
So take me to our childhood where we bathed in the stream,
I’ve longed for the end of earth where the cliffs meet the sea,
Lay me beneath the stars on a crisp winters eve, Elizabeth.
Sweet young lady, come dance with me,
The sunset against the hills is where I’ll be,
And in my arms, I’ll brush away your tears, and tell you I’m still here Elizabeth.
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Eastern Wind
02:48
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I don’t know what it is today,
But something’s got me thinking back again,
Maybe it’s the morning song the eastern wind is singing.
It wasn’t up to me,
Not then,
But that was a long time ago
Oh Eastern wind - carry me home,
Oh Eastern wind - carry me home again.
I miss the rain,
I miss the hills of green,
The rivers flowing and the smell of springtime
So I’m packing my bags,
Goin on home again,
Following the morning song the eastern wind is singing
Oh eastern wind – carry me home,
Oh eastern wind- carry me home again.
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Would I Walk Away Again
03:20
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Today I heard your name, and all the pain returned.
Do I still love you?
Did I ever really love you?
Why don’t I know?
Life seemed so simple then,
Nothing in our way,
Love was so easy,
so sure,
I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again?
I’ve been told I’m crazy, maybe I really am?
I imagine us together, and I still dream about you,
Do I still love you?
Did I ever really love you?
Why don’t I know?
Today I heard your name, and all the pain returned.
I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again?
I know I’d win your heart again, but would I walk away again?
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As the Seasons Change
03:42
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A lifetimes, dark thoughts and feelings blue,
But this year a new life is born or an old can be renewed.
A landscape’s been forced open by the cold.
As the seasons change,
The winter ends and fighting through last years remain,
Behold the spring
Now when I look through my window,
A Forest of emerald green meets the night
And with every passing moment
Their color blends
When the sun breaks the dark,
A beauty comes though the blue.
A heart yearns for a love which once was
But this year a new rose will grow and come to bloom.
A tree branch, sways softly in the wind,
As the seasons change,
The summer ends and the seeds of life fall down
Gently to the ground.
Now when I look through my window,
The hills of golden brown meet the day
And with every passing moment
Their color blends,
When the night approaches
The Beauty stays within.
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I’m sitting on the edge of life – and it seems so long
It seems so long since I was young, yet it feels like yesterday
I’m Dreaming of another time
I’m Dreaming of another time
Long walks down country lanes
The first breathe of spring
Memories like shadows lost
Fading fast, as the sunset wanes
Now dusk approaches cold and stark
But I’m lost in our last in our last embrace
And every star seems to trace
A way from here to there
Echoes of what could have been
Haunt my waking hours now,
I’m Dreaming of another time
Sunny days without you feel like clouds and rain now
Even Spring is cold when you’re alone and old
And the fire don’t light right anymore
I’m dreaming of another time
I’m dreaming of another time
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Peter Slocombe Los Angeles, California
Peter Slocombe is a British/American songwriter and saxophone player who writes folk rock with a Jazz influence.
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