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By Camel, I try to see through your eyes
but life keeps changing
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By Camel, Goodnight
tired little eyes.
Time to climb the wooden hill.
Sleep tight
safe in
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By Camel, (Instrumental)
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By Camel, (Latimer/Bardens)
High flying glider, spread your wings
Flying high on a
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By Camel, Another Night
(Camel)
Dark clouds before our eyes
Can't face the morning
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By Camel, She is my first love
Graceful in all her ways
Folding the
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By Camel, Standing on the crosswalk -
wonder which direction to go.
Listen to
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By Camel, Wake-up,
Wake-up, wake-up
Signs tell the time
you're wasting.
Wake up
wake-up, wake-up
Life you will
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By Camel, Artist : Camel
Title : Cloak and Dagger Man
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By Camel, Credits :: Camel
Stepping outside,
there's no turning back.
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By Camel, Bardens
Sail, sail away,
There you go,
To a place you know.
Why
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By Camel, Every Sunday morning, before daybreak
Down upon the farm, on the
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By Camel, Nude's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
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By Camel, Out of the mist rising
Ten thousand navajo braves
Shining like golden
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By Camel, Searching for fragments
of old yesterday,
I stand at the
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By Camel, Listen now boys,
my grandmother said -
I'll tell you
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By Camel, In the time it takes to laugh,
love can turn the
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By Camel, I saw a pearl of wisdom
in the spirit of a
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By Camel, There's a fox on the hill
and he's standing still,
as if
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By Camel, I'm in a freefall, like a snowflake falling,
Down, down, down,
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By Camel, It was the very edge of summer
the air was thin
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By Camel, I am one of seven brothers.
Five of us must leave
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By Camel, The light is fading
The cause invading
all the hopes that you
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By Camel, Image of mine are you just a myth?
Aiming for the
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By Camel, We are sailing in a ship that's got no sails
We
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By Camel, Look to the mirror
I can tell no lies
Time drawing nearer
Still
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By Camel, In this quiet place I stand alone,
from my homeland
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By Camel, Listen very carefully, my words are about to unfold
Concerning a
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By Camel, Bardens, Ferguson, Latimer, Ward
Listen very carefully, my words are
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By Camel, All across this barren land,
elder voices tell
stories of a desert
