Night Flight
Darkness waits at the cast of dawn,
The moon crawls up showing grace,
I demand to have its beauty as its own,
For it reflects the beauty of your face,
Bring our that heavy light,
Our of the shadows so I can see,
Don’t be modest, come our into the night
And let your bright eyes shine at me.
Let lobe find wings for us to fly
I don’t care if down in earth or up in the sky,
As long as we are together,
I swear my lobe is pure and sincere
And I knowif you accept my feeling you will never shed a tear.
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