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  1. Eau Claire Fou

From the recording Bonita

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Lyrics

Pulling on my heartstrings, land of blue and gold.
Memories blowing to the east, stifled by the cold.
Piece of me held on tight (like a) scarecrow in the wind.
Hoping I can find a way (to) return to you again.

(I) wish there weren't a space between us.
Two thousand miles of dusty road.
Hollywood, sweet companion.
Darling, hold me close 'til I go home.

The lonely breeze of autumn whispers in the trees.
Shivering grin held within, colors begin to cede.
Black and white horizon howls a mighty roar.
Time to spin my wheels again to sunny western shores.

(I) wish there weren't a space between us.
Two thousand miles of dusty road.
Hollywood, sweet companion.
Darling, hold me close 'til I go home.

(I) never told you goodbye.
You didn't beg, plead or cry all those years ago.
Laughing like a fool.
Deep inside you knew I'd be coming back to you.

Motor keeps on humming, avalanche subsides.
Southern bound, windows down, spring begins to smile.
Winter in the rear view releases dying breath.
Fields of green yield the seeds of wishes we have kept.

(I) wish there weren't a space between us.
Two thousand miles of dusty road.
Hollywood, sweet companion.
Darling, hold me close 'til I go home.

Crazy love...