with a beauty that is most true
by tanner brockwell (cc) 2007
with a beauty that is most true
to move the earth
and back again
to count the stars
but not before i’d count you
a friend a friend a friend
can you hear it in my sighs
am i lost in those dreamy eyes
am i close forever near
dreams are such we [...]
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