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And if I ever pass this way again
And if I ever sit alone with you
And if I ever whisper all those thoughts
I did hold inside past our adieu

And if I ever walk that painted deck
And watch the birds that fly so free between
Across the rocks and waves that washed my hopes
As I whittled on a memory

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The sails aloft are filled
Filled with fickle winds
That blow across the faces of this land
There are no corners left
There are no stones unturned
That have not all conspired to my return

And if the water trickles down the glen
And if the moss turns green as light grows thin
And if that flower has the will to live
It will cast its fragrance on the wind

And if that fragrant flower so dear to me
So cross the waters to dispel belief
My hand at once upon the rail and ropes
Till I almost see that telling green
And if I ever pass this way again   And if I ever sit alone with you   And if I ever whisper all those thoughts   I did hold inside past our adieu      And if I ever walk that painted deck   And watch the birds that fly so free between   Across the rocks and waves that washed my hopes   As I whittled on a memory      chorus:   The sails aloft are filled   Filled with fickle winds   That blow across the faces of this land   There are no corners left   There are no stones unturned   That have not all conspired to my return      And if the water trickles down the glen   And if the moss turns green as light grows thin   And if that flower has the will to live   It will cast its fragrance on the wind      And if that fragrant flower so dear to me   So cross the waters to dispel belief   My hand at once upon the rail and ropes   Till I almost see that telling green