(originally by Bob Dylan)
I'm sittin' on the terrace
Lost in the stars
Listening to the sounds of
The sad guitars
Been thinking it all over
And I've thought it all through
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
I saw the first
Fall of snow
I saw the flowers
Come and go
I don't think that anyone
Ever really knew
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
I'm giving myself to you, I am
From Salt Lake City to Birmingham
From East L.A. to San Antone
I don't think I can bear to live my life alone
My eye is
Like a shooting star
It looks at nothin' here or there
Looks at nothin' near or far
No one ever told me
It's just something I knew
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
If I had the wings
Of a snow white dove
I'd preach the gospel
The gospel of love
A love so real
A love so true
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
Take me out traveling
You're a traveling man
Show me something
I don't understand
I'm not what I was
Things aren't what they were
I'll go far away from home
With her
I've traveled
A long road of despair
I've met no other
Traveler there
Lot of people gone
Lot of people that I knew
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
Well, my heart's like a river
A river that sings
Just takes me a while
To realize things
I've seen the sunrise
I've seen the dawn
I'll lay down beside you
When everyone's gone
I've traveled
From the mountains to the sea
I hope the gods
Go easy with me
I knew you'd say yes 'cause
I'm saying it too
I've made up my mind
To give myself to you
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