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Under The Moon


We try to count the stars

Oh, what a site

Fire flies in jars

We do this every night

 

This became our thing

We never cared about the weather

We would always hang

And linger there together

 

You told me that you loved me

I said I loved you too

We were both so happy

'Cause we were in love under the moon

 

But then you moved away 

And under the stars I cried

I didn't know what to say

I thought I would have died

 

But I had to remember

That you'd be doing this too

And we would always be together 

'Cause we were bother under the moon

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