From hight mountian peaks
Looking down on the hues
My heart is thinking of you
Holding you tight
As storms are blowing through
My heart is thinking of you
Cooking a meal
Made for only two
My heart is thinking of you
Alone in bed
You work the night through
My heart is thinking of you
Laying in the sun
Tanning by the pool
My heart is thinking of you
Floating on a river
Paddeling on a canoe
My heart is thinking of you
Driving alone
On a night full of Dew
My heart is thinking of you
Holding you close
Knowing its true
My heart is thinking of you
Alone again
Nothing to do
My heart still dreams of you.
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