| Wind escorts the day outside
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| Clouds of sheep’s wool lionize the moon
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| For soon the moment that we meet
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| Phantom trees that whisper down the street
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| Relay our message of love
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| Night, what mysteries will it bring
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| Who can tell when Spring becomes of age
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| One page of letters bound foretells
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| Of the sorrow that your kiss dispels
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| And holds our message of love
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| Fires at horizon’s edge
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| Warm the soft breath of this pledge of ours
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| Bright stars that linger in their flight
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| Who will know the plans we share tonight
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| Reflect our message of love
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| They heed the message
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| They heed the message
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| They heed the message |