| When morning comes | ||
| I close my eyes and you
are here, I feel the warmth as I hold you near. With you in my arms it feels safe and right, I pray this feeling will last all night. The smell of your perfume fills the room, my heart opens up like a flower in bloom. Then in the morning I open my eyes, to find you're not there, then the flower just dies.
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