I've spent a lifetime of wondering with my head on the ground,
Never knowing you were nearest when I was feeling down,
Lost in a feeling that I tried to understand,
When all I really needed was for you to take my hand.
Down the pages of my history echoed the ghost of long ago,
I understood it was something that I should really know,
It came to me and I think I began to understand,
That all I really needed was for you to take my hand.
Through a thousand timeless shores I could see you standing there,
I know I had to stop and think for you I gently care,
But by then I was to young to want to understand,
That all I really needed was for you to take my hand.
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