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The movement of the day
sets my thoughts adrift
yet the night gets closer to me
The tremble of your mouth
sets me on fire
as night closes in
Why think when there’s you
Why wonder when you’re here…
The movement of the day
The stillness of the night
sets my thoughts adrift
like nocturnal wind
The movement of the day
sets my thoughts adrift
yet the night gets closer to me
Why dream when there’s you?
Why worry when you’re gone?
The tremble of your mouth
Why think when there’s you?
Why wonder when you’re here?
Why dream when there’s you?
Why worry when you’re gone?
Why dream when there’s you?
Why fear we’re together?
Why dream when there’s you?
Why worry as we lie in bed?
