To your heart I whisper sweet words of love, in hope that you will feel me in the absence on our cloud above. The first snow had fallen and glistens on the trees and there I wait to celebrate the first of many more memories.
You're the rose that blooms in the first of June, the snow which falls on a cold winter blue. The stars shine in the night sky, they were placed there as a guide for you and I. Follow your heart and it will lead you to me and we celebrate like each day is the first of spring.
To your heart I whisper sweet words of love, in hope that you will feel me in the absence on our cloud above. The first snow had fallen and glistens on the trees and there I wait to celebrate the first of many more memories.
No tears to fall nor sadness to share, as long as you are in my heart
I'll not one day fear. Rainbows an arch that reaches across the sky as a reminder I am not far away, we broken down the barriers of place and time.
To your heart I whisper sweet words of love, in hope that you will feel me in the absence on our cloud above. The first snow had fallen and glistens on the trees and there I wait to celebrate the first of many more memories.
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