Shadowed voices
Lamplight cannot illuminate
Lines on the wall
Pouring down
Sky blue
Sunset hues
Standing here
Next to you
Dark hair
Kissable lips
Taste of wine
Feel like roses
Walking hand in hand
Along Lunar shores
We look up
I feel at home
Darkness consumes us
The light from your eyes
Shows me where I belong
We dance faster
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