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We're both the kind who can find peace of mind in the light of an old fireplace
Wrapped in a blanket talking the night away
Watching snow falling the lone wolf is calling out into the endless space
There aren't many left like us these days
Down where the city lights burn I'll know we'll never return
Listen in the wind blow over the hills through whispering pines
Everything is free and all that we see is yours and mine
Just you and me and this old log house is all that we need
That's why they call us the vanishing breed
It's good just knowing that our love is growing and we're gonna find a place
In a life we build with our own hands
Like wild horses running out under the sun we're gonna find some space
There aren't many left like us these days
God's greatest gift to you and me is knowing how it feels to be free
Listen to the wind...
That's why they call us the vanishing breed
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