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I want love to stretch it's fingers wide

And touch on all our wandering parts.

Come, sit by my californian side

With your carolina heart.

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down.

If I see the thin trace of his hands

Let the winter pay all my dues

Let me forgive every single man

That before me came to you.

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down.

So find me when you welcome back your roots

And I will be where all of your ends meet

I want the feeling waking next to you

I want to find my children at your feet.

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down

If you let me be your anchor

I will hold you down.

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh...

Oh, oh, oh, oh...