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Oh, let the sun go around just a few more times While we figure out the habitat of heart and divine Ten thousand miles we rode While the rhythm of this river runs faster than we've ever known And so we roam Roam, roam, roam And I've got a place in mind That can't be seen in any city It's like nothing we've found Where I picture you by my side At a moonglade on the lake Well, till then we'll roam Roam, roam, roam You are, you are my salvation You are pulling me forward Betcha never really thought Betcha never really thought The path would use here Betcha never really thought Betcha never really thought We'd end up this far north You're no longer You're no longer home You no longer You no longer roam From Letras Mania