As morning take on another day of sophistication it dawn on me,
You are on my mind today oh how love is kind to day,
Words without meaning sound with out sight oh it you,
If love was affect love was a section I be the stand
That speech that holds was truth matter,
Your dark horse for those lonely nights,
The bright among the stars that I be your Cherie amour,
Words without meaning sound with out sight oh it you,
My night caps your stare fry,
The crest among the moment before the ceremony,
What can you tell about how hands held,
That good soul feeling,
That go deeper then the soil of flower,
I be that seed that fought to sprat for your love,
April showers if it may,
Words without meaning sound with out sight oh it you.
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