would you be the wind to blow me home
  would you be a dream
  on the wings of a poem
  and if you were walking through a crowd
  you know I'd be proud
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  if you call my name out loud
  do you suppose that I would come running
  do you suppose I'd come at all
  I suppose I would
    and if we were walking
  down a dead end street
  would you be the one to let our eyes meet
  or would you just keep on walking
  down to the turn around
  'cause you know I'd be proud
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    and if I was gone from the land we know
  would be the dawn
  and let your beauty still show
  and if you were walking
  and heard the cold night coming
  would you call my name
  'cause you know I'd come running