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I want to produce that signature something, a thing that people can take away with them and remember for even just a while, like a song nobody forgets and will love forever... |
And birds we were,
rich, but with not things of the world...
Pieces of a dream she has,
like glistening gems they are hers...
He walks in Beauty just like the night,
A vast Canvas overhead, those starry skies...
What a feeling beginning to grow inside of me,
oh how he makes me feel...
Goodbyes are just so hard
just waiting for him to announce his love again...
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When the mountains seem small |
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Dont fight your feelings |
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I love to include wine |