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Too many moments passing me by

Too many missed chances

Too many lost glances

Too many hopes that I’m afraid might die

Too many meetings we never made

Too many near misses

Too many just good wishes

Too many people sharing our day

Too many nights spent away from home

Too many others

Not enough of us

Feels like my body’s turning to stone.

I want you to hear this

before it is too late

I want to say this

before I go away

But now I’m travelling

Oh yes

I’m just travelling

Oh yes

I am travelling

There and back again.

Not enough moments shared by us

Not enough minutes

Not enough seconds

Not enough time to share my love

Not enough music recorded and released

Not enough daylight

Not enough moonlight

Not enough love on this earth conceived

Not enough days of global peace

Not enough dream time

Left in my lifetime

To make my feelings feel complete

If you need me in times

of emergency

If you need me and I

Can not be reached

You’ll know I’m travelling

Oh yes

I’ll just be travelling

Oh yes

I’ll be travelling

Back to you again.

All my time I freely give to you

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