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Starting over
Starting over I long for you
And the way things were before
But, I know that you love me, too
And I could not ask for more.
No more wear I your silver ring
Nor even the first you gave to me
No more have I of your heart to sing
I gave that back inconsolably
And damaged as it was by my hand
Beaten and battered and bitten with frost
I will e’er roam ‘cross all of the land
If I might find that which I have lost.
Once again I come in earnest to you
Praying that you will take me back
Once and for all it's your name I come to
Whenever I think of what I most lack.
