on words best left unspoken
on things you shouldn't do
on hearts that can't be broken
And when you come home, I'll follow you
through the forests and the tundra
And with all the strength I've found
I will give you all my love
from below and from above
Oh, I will fol low you, follow you down
My sorry heart has seen the depths of hell
My sorry heart has a story to tell
through the forests and the towns
And with all the strength I've found
I will give you all my love
from below and from above
Oh, I will follow you, follow you down
And I'm sure I've heard the whispers
In the pealing of the bells
But it gets harder to determine
Sometimes it's hard to tell
there's things that you can count on
to the rising of the moon
You can count on me following you
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