Once when I was young, I used to dream for hours and hours
I'd dream a world that wasn't small...
And I'd travel to a valley where under trees and earth
I'd set my girl...
...And I knelt down by her head
And lay roses in her hair and I kissed her gently...
But this is what you are
As the sun sets in my eyes I know...
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
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