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Alasdair MacLean
[Verse 1]
Back into that falling night
The birches and the silhouettes
The haunted plain
Sweet Lord, here I am again
[Chorus]
You flower through my nails and skin
Moving like the sunlight in the alleyways
But in this life
We won't meet again
[Chorus]
You flower through my nails and skin
Moving like the sunlight in the alleyways
But in this life
We won't meet again