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I've lived my life in fits and spurts Maybe I've had more than I deserve I'm sure I cannot feel much worse I kept your letter, I read your words I tried to give you love and truth But you're acid tongued, serpent-toothed I tried to share the map with you But you knew your way, you had your route I will find God in the hands of truth Left my heart with a man in those eastern woods He is people-shy but his words are good And I hope that he won't fade away I should write to him tomorrow, I wrote that yesterday Home, this is not a home anymore You just threw your pieces, they washed up on my shore I have not lived any other way It is my right to wander, I might choose to stay I will find God in the strangest place I saw the sign for the old highway You did cross my mind but it didn't change I do hope that we meet again someday Hope we meet again, I hope you never change I hope that we meet again, hope you never change From Letras Mania