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(Wetton/Downes) I throw myself at your feet and then, Hoping forgiveness will be mine, I wait for the sun to rise again Over the river, one more time What are the chances we would ever meet If I were vagabond and you were royal? Ever Yours, now, silent, brave and understood, All that you mean to me Just because, this vow, timeless and unbound Without a sound, will be forever yours I am alone as the cold night falls A power brings me to my knees Dark shadows on the wall I hear a whisper, in the leaves Semper Fidelis are words I hear And they will stay with me, now and ever From Letras Mania