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| Artist Victor Gilbert |
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Like a dream in the night, you appeared in my sight you swayzed my true heart, slid right past my weak guard Like a rising sun over pines,you make my heart to soar you make me feel so warm you've blinded me with your charms Like a wild bird swooping above,you are dancing in my eyes like a clock that chimes you make my heart beat tick tock, tick tock, right on time Day and night my thoughts are of you as we soon will meet again waiting, such sweet torment agony has become my friend Why? cometh this silence waiting for just a word from you days and nights gone hither I'm longing, I'm anxious I'm heartbroken crying inside, waiting, my love to hear from you |
| The Silent Cries |
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