Somewhere in the world tonight,
He's staring up at the sky,
Maybe he's looking at the same star bright,
Perhaps he's thinking of me.... allowing his mind to fly.
Wherever he is, whatever he does,
I long so much to be his.
To be held by his strong arms, to feel his soft touch,
If only I could find him.
I know he's out there, somewhere, somehow,
His heart longs for me too.
We have yet to meet,
To feel otu hearts beet,
But this, one day, our hearts will prove...
And when that day comes, a seed will grow,
A seed in which our love will forever flow.
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