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Drawing water from the well
And spilling over on the grass.
Walking home my heart is filled with pain.
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
And as I wander through the trees
I'm picking up the windy leaves,
I wonder where you may be sleeping now.
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
And may the west wind speed your travels
And the sun be on your hair.
And make believe I'm with you
All over there, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
Friends and strangers bring stories
When asked where you might be.
Magic stories they have brought to me.
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
And as I sit mending clothes
That you will never ever wear,
Looking daily for you I do prepare
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
Drawing water from the well
And spilling over on the grass.
Walking home my heart is filled with pain.
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love,
You go your way, my love.
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