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THE FACES >> Merchandise Links
THE FACES
(Ronnie Lane, Rod Stewart) Last night I was woken by my cry Had a dream just as plain as you and I Saw the morning sun on a woodland in the spring Still hear the echo crashing through the trees Oh when I saw you down I fell upon my knees You and I we were wearing Southern Grey I called to you but I used another name I beat the ground and I cried out in your pain Through a scarlet door I watched you slipping away And your brother's helpless prayers were all in vain Last night I was woken by my cry
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