Drop a pebble to the tide
Watch the ripple sail to sea
With no way of ever knowing where they land
The love I have for you is something
Stolen and abused
It’s shape and colour you don’t understand
Who could love you more than me
Tell me, who has loved you more than me
Ring those bells for now I’m coming home
My search is done you know I’m growing old
The race is run the day is getting cold
The train has come to the end of the line
Tie a message to a bird send it sailing to the sky
With you as it’s only port of call
The need I have for you it will remain as true
But the messenger wears a different shall
Who could love you more than me
Tell me, who has loved you more than me
Ring Those Bells for now I'm coming home
My search is done you know I’m growing old
The race is run the day is getting cold
The train has come to the end of the line
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