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Sometimes when I close my eyes, I get visions of lives long past And through it all, You were there with me
I remember myself as a musician And I wrote majestic ballads of such sweet music And you were my inspiration I was an artist And I sketched the heavens in all its wonders And I was drawing you I was a poet And I wrote about true love and timeless romance And you were the one guiding my hand
I remember myself as a poor peasant girl And you were a king And you were willing to give up everything for me I remember breathing my last breath And the arms that were holding me tight And the tears that were being cried for me Were yours ...
And when we were angels You were the one who taught me how to spread my wings When I was evil and wicked With a heart of stone I cared for no one But you taught me how to cry It seems darling love, Through lifetimes and decades past You found me And through it all You were there |
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