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The one thing I fear is what I might lose A kiss on the mouth to remind me of you We'll take it in turns to decide where to go In looking for something that God only knows And in my arms On the way down Are you still calling me? And how do I hear? And I'll turn my back And you turn around Cause you are still further Than I've ever found And I'll turn my back And you turn around Cause I am still further Than you've ever found And in my arms On the way down And are you still calling me? And how do I hear? And I'll turn my back And you turn around And I am still further I am still, I am still Than you've ever found And you turn your back And I'll turn around And you are still further Than I've ever found I am still, I am still...