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I got the blues, babe
Got those old Istanbul blues
Said yeah, I got the blues, babe
Got those old Istanbul blues
Thirty years in Turkey, babe
Ain't got nothing left to lose

Well, I was busted at the bottom
With two keys in my shoes, yeah
Said I was busted at the bottom, babe
With two keys in my shoes, yeah
And they gave me thirty years, babe
To learn the Istanbul blues

I said, Lord, now save me
Please, save me from this pain
I said, Lord, now save me
Come and save me from this pain, yeah
Well, come set me free, sweet Jesus
Come on, save me from this pain, ooh-yeah

I got the blues
Got those old Istanbul blues, yeah
I said yeah, I got the blues
Got those old Istanbul blues
They gave me thirty years in Turkey, babe
Ain't got nothing left to lose
				

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As the night is leaving
Silently retreating down an empty hall
Suddenly a stirring
Finally recurring where I let it fall

Following the wanderings of a dream
A dream that keeps my soul alive
Believing in an open sky
Believing in a love

Dancing with stranger
Careless of the danger there within his smile
While the dew was forming
Breathing in the morning like a sleeping child

If the memory of the light should fade
Horizons reaching cold and blue
Until your heart is free to fly
Then I will keep the sun for you

Until you touch the open sky
Then I will keep the sun for you
Until we never say goodbye
Then I will keep the sun for you