It's the softest breeze,
and a starry night,
Am living alone,
feel,you are right...
Together we,
like all these days,
will make it work,
Just like the prophet says...
You hold my hand,
and closer I get
be with me forever,
it's never too late...
Confused as I,
have always been,
felt you breathe
underneath my skin..
As in everyday,
provides a view,
Imagine I, incomplete
without you...
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