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Tree House by The Sea.

Hand in hand we sit,

in our tree house by the sea.

We watch the waves beneath our feet

and the birds above our heads.

Singing songs about love

we will never experience.

The feeling I get when I hear your breath,

and the feeling you get sitting next to me.

Exactly the same, but never spoken.

We listen intensely, silently waiting.

by the sea in our tree house

we sit hand in hand.





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