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The northern winds have found their homeHigh above the timberlineBut you and I were born to roamTo wander through the whistling pineOnce the summer evening diesOur love will be of yesterdayOne more glance into your eyesThen we can laugh our love awaySomeday you'll find out who you areSomeday you'll be more than just a shooting starThe road has claimed you for its ownTo put your damage on displayWith a steel guitar and a microphoneI hope that you'll find your waySomeday you'll find out who you areSomeday you'll be more than just a shooting starBut you wouldn't know it'cause no one's ever showed it, nobody showed it to youbut that doesn't mean it isn't trueSomeday you'll find out who you areSomeday you'll be more than just a shooting starAnd maybe then you'll realize just how much you meant to meAnd maybe someday...You will be free From Letras Mania