Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone - Suzanne the plans they made put an end to you; I walked out this morning, and I wrote down this song I just can't remember who to send it to.
I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end; I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend - But I always thought that I'd see you again.
Won't you look down upon me, Jesus, You've got to help me make a stand; You've just got to see me through another day. My body's aching and my time is at hand, And I won't make it any other way.
Now I'm walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun; Lord knows when the cold wind blows, it'll turn your head around. Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come: Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.
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