you with me Looking at the starry sky is like looking you in the eye Turning of the days is like turning and seeing your face See? If I booked a flight on a cloud to the horizon Or travelled as far as the break of dawn A part of you would always be with me Back to: Poetry
Looking at the starry sky is like looking you in the eye Turning of the days is like turning and seeing your face See? If I booked a flight on a cloud to the horizon Or travelled as far as the break of dawn A part of you would always be with me
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