Don't afraid, don't afraid,
It's been so long that I could understand
I'm seeming to be your's
I'm seeming to be your's
I'm seeming to be your's,
Every morning, when I go by, when I cease
Every morning, when I look at you and you
seem to go inside home,
Only talk to tell you that here come only
a breeze,
To tell of love;
Either you love me, or may the crown be down
Either you love, or make me look for true
aspects that may lead to you,
Possibility that it brings can't be alone,
Bring back now, bring it back
Bring back now, bring it back
Bring back now, bring it back
Bring back now, bring it back,
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid;
To have hand in hand,
To have a true ride
Justify the way when I go by,
Justify the sound you could hear
My fav'rits you, I, myself
And the ringing heart thus rings
So, as to be your half,
I love you so much,
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid;
Every morning, when I go by, when I cease,
To tell of love by sound,
The earth spins round.
[[[[[Abbie Clare (Means P.B)
20/04/2017,
Gazole,
W.B,
India,
(Night) ]]]]]
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