The cool breeze grasps at my lungs
I try to take in the moment
But it seems as though my mind is stuck on you
That is a problem some say
But I dare to say it's not
To be able to close my eyes
And imagine your beautiful smile
Or get a glimpse of a moment
Where you gazed into my eyes
I love you and I always will
So take my hand
And we'll run away
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