There I was on a July morning
Looking for love
With the strength
of a new day dawning
And the
beautiful sun
At the sound of the first bird
singing I was leaving for home
With the storm and the night behind
me And a road of my own
With the day came the resolution
I'll be looking for you
I was looking for love in
the strangest places There wasn't
a stone
that I left unturned
I must have tried
more than
a thousand faces
But not one was
aware
of the fire that burned
in my heart, in my mind, in my soul
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