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In the summertime wind, in the heart of my home, in the dark of the night, in the way that you might.When our lips were closed and our words were fewOh, my dear, the days were shorter too. But I never got too farfrom hoping for your heartI was praying quietly for a love that is realin my heart that hopes for an evening that heals.But my prayers are words and my words are whispersand my whipering mind is just wishing for time.Cause I never got too farfrom hoping for your heartWhen my darker days are my alibiwhen my lonely heart like a telephone linecalls your name again through the clouds and the smokeThere will be whisper "will you be my own?"Cause I never got too farfrom hoping for your heartNo I never get too farfrom hoping for your heart From Letras Mania