Dream a Lonesome Sky [September 2017]
Why can't I dream a lonesome sky
And shape it blue, make it true.
For You.
There must be a way to say I need you
There must be a way to give my heart
There must be a way to say I need you
There must be a way to give my heart
One day there might be another way
When the world is New.
To Be With You.
How needlessly we are apart now
How easilythe world has Won.
How heedlessly we are apart now
How easilythe worldhas Won.
Ian Inkster September 2017
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