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| In Search of the Sun | ||||||
| Maybe what you are is art The music of perfect stars Cool bright wind Summer sky We lie here together In search of the sun Remembering the moonlit night Embracing the moment How I loved you then Tangled in the sand Floating in the waves With me There Always With me Saving me from myself Holding me apart from fear I look up at the stars more than ever because of you Hoping we see the same ones And then I try to imagine How wonderful your face looks in the starlight Lie here with me And hold me While we search for the sun |
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