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Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

Heard a sound in the night

Of footsteps that walked the floor

Saw I face in the light

At face from a time before

I couldn’t stop from recalling

As the night wind dried my eyes

Sweet young emotions never die

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

When the night meets morning

And that tide will meet the sky

We’ll meet again Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

Remnants in your hair

Of yesterday holding on Feelings that we share

The magic is just as strong

And then the time passed softly

As the night wind dried my eyes

Sweet young emotions never die

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

When the night meets morning

At the tide will meet the sky

We’ll meet again Jo-anne Jo-anne

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne

When the night is burning

I will take you by the hand

When the tide is turning

And the rocks turn into sand

We’ll meet again

Jo-Anne Jo-Anne