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Next to You and the Sea - Woods
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Next to You and the Sea Woods

Next to You and the Sea - Woods
[Verse]
I can’t see your face
This dream it comes to me
I’m standing on a beach
Next to you and the sea
Pockets full of sand
A piece of polished glass
A memory to be
In the palm of your hand

[Verse]
We’re fading fallaway
The river like a grave
The thought of losing you
Feed the flames, set the stage
We’re running in the night
The candles took to flight
A dream that’s meant to be
Next to you and the sea
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