Fluttering between one thought and another,
O how I wish to find you standing before the altar of my eternal love
But as I open my eyes, I find only a shadow lurking in a corner,
Known yet unknown...
I see you fading away,
I scatter like a broken Belgian glass...
What remains is the lingering smell of your perfume on my dress,
What remains is the lasting touch of your hands on mine.
I hear your eyes, I see your heart beat...
I fall and rise, rise and fall
In LOVE.
O how I wish to find you standing before the altar of my eternal love
But as I open my eyes, I find only a shadow lurking in a corner,
Known yet unknown...
I see you fading away,
I scatter like a broken Belgian glass...
What remains is the lingering smell of your perfume on my dress,
What remains is the lasting touch of your hands on mine.
I hear your eyes, I see your heart beat...
I fall and rise, rise and fall
In LOVE.
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