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Ease my mind to find my way

To brown eyes on an angel’s face

Dark night knows the new moon’s high

And all those stars are friends of mine

And all those stars are friends of mine

Crescent blushing veiled by rain

Glowing so the day she came

Sweet as laughter flowing free

Nowhere river carry me

Nowhere river carry me

Seen her from the road winding sleepless lonesome roving

Lately stealing white light from the moon

Full moon silver snowfall lay

Still tonight to light my way

Though I may drift and I may roam

She’s the one I call my home

She’s the one I call my home