Brown eyed lover born in spring
Running to the edge of me
And the jaws of hell could not reach
No the jaws of hell could not reach
Morning called his arms round me
And lulled his tired eyes to sleep
And the chill could no longer reach
The chill could no longer reach
He sang
Oh my dearest american love
You’re home, you’re home with me
Oh my dearest american love
You’re home, you’re home with me
The afternoon burst into flames
And he whispered courage to her veins
And their judging hands could not reach
And their judging hands could not reach
He stood upon the London street
And disclosed the tears to my shuffling feet
And their prying eyes could not reach
Their prying eyes could not reach
He sang
Oh my dearest american love
You’re home, you’re home with me
Oh my dearest american love
You’re home, you’re home with me
I’ll forgive the cruelest days
When foolish pride drew you away
When all my pleas couldn’t reach
When all my pleas couldn’t reach
I'll take you back into my arms
Silence all the false alarms
That say it's out of reach
I am not out of reach.
He sang
Oh my dearest american love
Come home, come home to me
Oh my dearest american love
Come home, come home to me
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