Wrapped in your warmth
in the early twilight
As the stars bed down
and the birds take to flight
Out in the orchard
oh how we used to play
I still think of those moments
most everyday
I destroyed a love
that I will never forget
So sweet your essence
lost to much my regret
How I wish
I could take back that time
Funny how life’s filled
with riddle and rhyme
Pretending each day
to look forward toward tomorrow
My heart forever knowing
you’ll always be my sweetest sorrow
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