Blue Sky
Blue sky you float across
On top a gallant sea
Words mixed like Criss-Cross
Upon a Shaded Tree
My words are my refuge
Songs like angel breath
My words are my refuge
That sang our soul to death
A stroke past midnight
A love that’s all too true
The flames that ignite
The million hearts, short a few
My words are my refuge
Songs like angel breath
My words are my refuge
That sang our soul to death
Together at last
Our love pure like gold
A single question left to ask
Is your heart mine to hold?
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