She will be there,
And her voice is calling me.
She can see,
I'll leave it again for her.
And I see her,
Like a vision in a scary haze.
When I hold her,
I won't leave her again.
Oh... When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
Then I'll say,
That I leave it today.
When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
I will know,
My way back again.
Once I saw her,
Through the doorway at the end.
Then I knew,
The time to meet, comes again.
And I reach out,
To the broken windowpane.
And I step on,
As the levee breaks.
Oh... When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
Then I'll say,
That I leave it today.
When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
I will know,
My way back again.
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