When the hour is late
And all is lost to find
Nothing more than a song
Can find its way out tonight
To find you
I see mist like ghosts
[Incomprehensible] these country roads
They part their ways for me
As I search for my love
For you, for you
Good love
I tell my song to find you
To find you, to find you
(Find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)
Good love, I tell my song
(To find you)

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