Sunday, September 27, 2009

Let me flow and go
And then we will be free.
If we are?
Then we were meant to be.

Every song in my heart finds it's true place
Among the stars I wonder
As they floats into space

If you will love me
No matter where I am
Look up to the sky and through the grains of sand
Each, like me a promise holds,
Of a future bright or a past so old.

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