There are stars in the southern sky, southward as you go.
There is moonlight and moss in the trees, down the seven bridges row.
Now I have loved you like a baby, like some lonesome child.
And I have loved you like a baby, like a child.
And I have loved you in a tame way, and I have loved you while.
Sometimes there's a part of me that has to turn from here.
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Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the seven bridges row.
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There are stars in the southern sky, southward as you go.
southern sky
and if ever
you decide
you should go
there is a taste
of time
sweet and honey
down the
seven
bridges
road
