Tarnation

A Place Where I Know

Tarnation


There's a place where I know,
We can walk in the flowers and weeds where they grow.
But, I left you back there looking far off with the sun on your hair.
By some strange design I feign to believe that this image was mine.
The shape of your hand in a dream I see a mysterious plan.

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