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(... for Hero, the Wonder Dog...)
Still searching through the darkness
In forever which you’ve roamed
To peek around an alley-way
And hope that you are home.
Things are looking down, old boy
For you’ve not the strength to bay
At the moon that lights the same back yard
In which you used to play.
The stars are shining bright tonight
You pick out one or two
For they say that if you wish on one
It surely will come true.
You wish for love, you wish for home;
For things to be the same
And if there’s just one wish allowed,
You wish to hear your name.
The darkness of this endless night
Reflects the stars above
Watch over me, deliver me
Back to the hands of love.
You’ll carry on another day,
When dawn defeats the dark
For though you’re weak, it’s beating strong
Your gentle, broken heart.
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