rain turns the sand into mud
wind turns the trees into bone
stars turning high up above
you turn me into somebody loved.
nights when the heat had gone out
we danced together alone
cold turned our breath into clouds
we never said what we were dreaming of
but you turn me into somebody loved
someday when we're old and worn
like two softened shoes
i will wonder on how i was born
the night i first ran away from you
now my feet turn the corner back home
sun turns the evening to rose
stars turning high up above
you turn me into
you turn me into
you turn me into somebody loved...
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