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When the morning is cold
And the wind chills my heart

When the waves of dispair
Make the nights so long

Make the dark nights so long
When the loneliness aches

And there's no place to turn
When the longing becomes

Too unbearably strong
When there is nothing but trouble in view

Nothing but thunder
From skies that were blue




What do Ⅰ do
Then what do Ｉ do


I think of you
then I think of you

I remember your eyes
I remember your hands

And the love thet you gave
In return for my own

As I travel each road
Wondering what lies ahead

I keep thinking of you
And I'm not alone.