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Thoughts of You
My heart aches for we are so far away My soul cries to reach you, every day My love it flies upon the wind This hurt it aches, to have a mend. If fate was kind, and time was still I would be with you, with all my will The moon would sing with untold grace If I could gaze into your face I long to see the grey of skies Reflected in your storm green eyes... My spirit pines when we are apart With thoughts of you, within my heart. |