TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN . . (Song lyric 1970s)

To whom it may concern

I leave my life to you

And seeing no-one else with you

I leave my sorrows too

That you may weep and laugh and scorn

When anxious words are left unborn

Go through the thicket to the thorn

To whom it may concern

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And in the way of wanting

I need the way you lie

To make the perfect stories

For dreamers such as I

Then I can walk among the crowd

And say what must be said aloud

And write my name so big and proud

For whom it may concern

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Go sifting through the leaves

At the edge of an Autumn day

And try to find the golden leaf

The wind has blown away

For you who wait behind the light

Will dream until the always night

And dwindle off beyond the sight

Of who it may concern