anyone could have been here, but it was your arms I found.
My head upon the pillow, my heart upon your chest and in
the hour of desperation it was your soul that placed a kiss.
Dry away the tears, like the sponge soaking up the sea ,
across the many miles your love paints the hills with the
beauty of a dream. Foolishness aside, my eyes could
not deny the man in my heart was there to listen to my
cries.
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Hand to heart, heart to soul and through the night rid the cold.
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