December 13, 2007
Take my hand through night and day
Let the wind blow us swiftly away

Away from this world of sorrow and devistation
Up we go to the sky as it becomes our destination

Lightly I kiss your soft lips
And you grab me by the hips

There we become one through and through
Leaving behind everything thats not true

You glide your hand over my face
It feels like silk and lace

We look behind us not missing anything at all
Then all of a sudden we begin to fall

Falling falling we are apart
I will always feel that you have the truest heart

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