And so what if we knew our own demise,
Should pain burn through our crying eyes?
With love falling, and it slowly dies in never.

As time has freed us once again,
from all the lies that creep within.
Alone in love we are again with never.

The wind it blows and sings a song,
and in our minds it can't be wrong.
With secrets whispered, of a long forever.

As peace in our thoughts we fill,
just perfect times with love that's real.
And days that we can truly heal, together.

Oh God it feels so great you see,
this loving way you set us free.
And, Our waiting yet patiently, and doubting,


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