I feel you
I dream you
You’re always in my mind
But you run by
You cross me
I can’t see; where are you?
So, take my hand
I hear your heart
You can hear mine
It’s just like that…
The dark of the sky
The light of the stars
The hope of the Moon,
She can also harm…
But, oh you, wait now
Now, take my hand
We’ll walk down the road
We’ll see the night…
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