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My dearest dear, the time draws near
When you and I must part
And no one knows the inner grief
Of my poor aching heart
Just to see how I suffered for your sake
You are my love so dear
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I wish your breast was made of glass
And in it Iâd behold
Your name in secret I would write
In letters of bright gold
Your name in secret I would write
Pray believe me when I say
That youâre the one that I love best
Until my dying day
And when youâre on some distant shore
Think on your absent friend
And when the wind blows high and clear
A line or two pray send
And when the wind blows high and clear
Pray to send it love to me
That I shall know by your hand write
How times have gone with thee
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- For the Young
- The Night Visitor
- Leaving On A Mayday
- Halfway To Fivepoints
- Separation Road
- Somebody Outside
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- Non-Album Releases
- Still A Beautiful Day (CANVAS Remix)
- Still A Beautiful Day
- Caroline
- Hours
- Digster Hits Nu 2016, Vol. 1
- Every Heartbeat
- Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely
- Anna Ternheim
- Leaving On a Mayday (Special Edition)
- Light of Day
- Separation Road (Limited Edition)
- Make It on My Own