Lovely weather we're having weathering having
the sun goes down
as does my hope
the moon is rising
I try to cope.
You’ll never be mine
I’ll always be yours
Forever I’ll remain on
this heartbreaking course
Grapes turn to wine
apples do rot
I see your beauty,
my heart can’t stop
your face is gold
my favorite shade
my love is sold
an unfair trade
to you I surrendor.
my everything.
I’ll wait a million,
gazillion days.
Cause love is love
and faith is too.
I can’t help it
I’m drawn to you
I see your lips
I make them mine.
We’re a mess,
a mess so fine.
tragedy strikes.
the end is near.
forever alone.
my one true fear.
have you, I must.
before I die.
sweet pea
apple of my eye.
the sun goes down
as does my hope.
the moon has risen
I’m here to cope.
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