She stood at the window in the bright sunshine,
She whispered a prayer staring into the blue;
Soft colors of summer, so cheerful and blinding
She was contemplating while thinking of you.
She reached out her hand and felt the light rain,
Then she said again…
“I’d sing to you of the clouds floating slowly in the sky,
I’d sing to you of the wind blowing tenderly your hair,
I’d sing to you of my dreams and your beautiful sweet lies,
If you just gave me your hand, I would follow you anywhere…”
I want to kiss your face and hold you gently,
Oh, darling, can't you see, my lips are trembling...
I’m breathless; I must tell this now,
By gosh, I’m hopelessly in love!
I’ll forgive you everything,
Please, just talk to me!
You have given me the wings,
Please, don’t break them, dear…
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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