Capture my interest you capture my thoughts
Capture my thoughts you capture my heart
Capture my heart you capture my soul.
Capture my soul, you have my hand
Capture my hand, you have my life.
Capture my life... Oh to capture my life.
I long to be hostage to a heart and hand.
Yet, I long to be free,
to wander alone with only the wind whispering in my ear.
Capture me, chase and beguile me.
Captivate and claim me
But set me free on a sun beset moor and place your heart on a hill.
Capture me, raptured by your heart on the hill in the distance.
Capture me, striving to close the gap.
Capture me, each night as I reach out to grasp you setting beyond the hill.
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