I TURN TO THE DRUMS
EVERY UTTERANCE
NATURAL HOST
THE WAY TO TOMORROW
WITH YOU IN SORROW
WHAT I SEE
LONESOME SHORE
YOU'RE THE SUN OF MY DAY
THE CLOUDS ARE GATHERING
ALL AROUND ME IS MUSIC
Lyrics by Ron Marcus
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I TURN TO THE DRUMS EVERY UTTERANCE NATURAL HOST THE WAY TO TOMORROW WITH YOU IN SORROW WHAT I SEE LONESOME SHORE YOU'RE THE SUN OF MY DAY THE CLOUDS ARE GATHERING ALL AROUND ME IS MUSIC |
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