Let you be my passport
Let me drown at the margins of your love
Cross borders out-of-the-rough into the smooth;
Coo like a dove, exploring fresh new winds.
Lead me on a trail-of-breadcrumb
Let me find my island under the Pacific sun
Let me—oar my sinking boat ashore
Let me fall like a sycamore leaf
Let you be my shelter in a storm,
Let you be my future-forevermore
Let me, walk barefoot into your soul
Let you be the drumbeat of my heart
Let me drown at the margins of your love
And, drown
Let you be my passport, my country.
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Let you be my passport
Let me drown at the margins of your love
Cross borders out-of-the-rough into the smooth;
Coo like a dove, exploring fresh new winds.
A tranquil angelic breeze
Lead me on a trail-of-breadcrumb
Let me find my island under the Pacific sun
Let me—oar my sinking boat ashore
Crash against the reef
Let me fall like a sycamore leaf
Let you be my shelter in a storm,
Let you be my future-forevermore
Let me, walk barefoot into your soul
Let you be the drumbeat of my heart
Let me drown at the margins of your love
And, drown
Let you be my passport, my country.
Oh, I'm shaking like a leaf
When I've arrived, baby, don't let me leave.
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