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Some day some old familiar rain
Will come along and know my name.
And then my shelter will be gone
And I'll have to move along.
But 'till I do I'll stay awhile
And track the hidden country of your smile.

Some day the man I used to be
Will come along and call on me.
And then because I'm just a man,
You'll find my feet are made of sand.
But 'till that time I'll tell you lies
And chart the hidden bound'ries of your eyes.

Some day the world I used to know
Will come along and bid me go.
Then I'll be leaving you behind
For love is just a state of mind.
But 'till that day I'll be your man
And love away your troubles if I can.

But 'till that day I'll be your man
And love away your troubles if I can.

I’ve drawn your face
On tablecloths across the country,
Tracing your smile
With my index finger,
Making your hair just so,
'Till now you’re more
What I want you to be
Than what you are.

I can paint your eyes and say:
This is where I lived
For twenty minutes and more.

I order grapefruit
And pay for ruined napkins.
And between the morning and the evening
I draw your face a little fainter every day.

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