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On foreign beaches by the light of Harvest Moon,
I drank my sorrows, always fell too hard too soon.
I made a promise to the watchful stars above:
My next love would be different from the other ones.

Tall, dark, handsome, he'd say:
"Don't go, please stay forever.
Je suis votre maison."

I searched the cafes for the eyes I'd dreamed about.
Failing recognition, homeless heart began to doubt.
Old inclinations tempted my resolve to slide,
But I held fast to my ideals, no compromise.

Tall, dark, handsome, he'd say:
"Don't go, please stay forever.
Je suis votre maison."

Tall, dark, handsome, he'd say:
"Don't go, please stay forever.
I am your home."

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