Whatever you do to praise your God
Whatever you say to pray in your love
I will see you bringing a bouquet of flowers
And paying sunshine for love in the vineyard.

I will not be there to see you cry
When the blind moon gives you the lasting kiss
And the sun sinks into the horizon, you never miss.

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