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Blues Traveler By My 12 Swords Lyrics & Music: John Popper
Here I stand at last, of a warrior's class Apprentice turned sorcerer, I. I've seen many wars and made the battle my friend No one am I afraid to defy. I've done as I please, but I fall to my knees Pleading and weeping, sure that I'm through Because I wait there to die, and I see the night sky And suddenly, I'm thinking of you...
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes? Can you see the star that I'm wishing on? And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight? And does the love that you feel keep you strong?
By my twelve swords, I am yours until you need me no more To wish and wish until comes the dawn
Like a harvested husk, another city sacked to dust The rampaging conquest goes on But I can't erase the memory of our embrace Without you I've died where I fell... And I'm wondering again, is the battle my friend? Or will the last of my sorcery be? I only know this true, that indeed I love you And I ask by the first star I see...
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes? Can you see the star that I'm wishing on? And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight? And does the love that you feel keep you strong?
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes? Can you see the star that I'm wishing on? And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight? And does the love that you feel keep you strong?
By my twelve swords, I am yours until you need me no more To wish and wish until comes the dawn... And I wish and wish until comes the dawn...
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