to the wind may it blow,
the sweetness of a kiss
to your heart set aglow.
The stars seem to part
to distance with the night,
but I know different
you're like the sun shining
bright.
Fingers to my lips
to the wind may it blow,
the sweetness of a kiss
to your heart set aglow.
Rain drops from the sky
like love upon the soul,
each drop a story holds
like a weave of gold.
Fingers to my lips
to the wind may it blow,
the sweetness of a kiss
to your heart set aglow
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