LONE FOX DANCING
As I walked home last night
I saw a lone fox dancing
In the cold moonlight.
I saw a lone fox dancing
In the cold moonlight.
I stood and watched. Then
Took the low road, knowing
The night was his by right.
Took the low road, knowing
The night was his by right.
Sometimes, when words ring true,
I'm like a lone fox dancing
In the morning dew.
I'm like a lone fox dancing
In the morning dew.
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