On the train, I think: if she loves me
I'll wake smiling everyday,
Look on a face bright, beautiful, with love
Love that burns and pales the sunset glow
Fades the silver beauty of our stars
Wan moon forgive me, she enthralls me so,
Charming like the burnished gold of dawn sky
With lips that bring heaven to its knees
Definition of beautiful sin
Envy of all the pretty things
Could I ever forget her though
Would you ever let this feeling go?
Wonder, love; this timeless truth
Ageless like the ocean's flow
If she loves me, if she does
That's all I'll ever need to know.
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