A bird weighs no more than a hope
That's riding, on a feather,
Or a helium balloon, afloat
Upon a child's soft tether.
If love could climb up any rope,
We would always be together;
And once our eyes were opened,
Could withstand any weather.
A secret word can fly on wind
And search for you, forever;
And that is how the heart sends word
That love will vanish never.
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