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It may not always be like this
I hate to be such a realist
If someday your lips should touch another’s
And I should come between two star-crossed lovers
If someday your strong but tender fingers
Should close around the heart of some rose-bringer
As they grow tight around mine still
Then grant me this one thing
This one small thing

It may not always be like this
I hate to be such a realist
But if someday you should lay your silky hair
On his smiling face in that silence that we share
If you should hear the same bewildered words
That spill out in an incoherent blur
From the exposed and helpless soul
Then grant me this one thing
This one small thing

Let me know
Just let me know
You who own my heart
If we must be apart
Let me know
Just let me know
Send a little word
When you know for sure
Let me know

So I can go to him and take his hands
And cut the anchor free
Look into his eyes and say
“Accept all happiness from me”
Then at last I’ll turn my face
To see the dying day
And hear a single bird’s faint song
From somewhere far away
So far away.

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from Something Beautiful, released October 29, 2002

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