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When doves cry
I dream of you and I
and the clouds in scarlet dye
painting another day gone by.
But as I gaze into your eyes
our silhouettes merge and sigh
against the glow of the fading skies
my heart flies high.
March 1, 2012 at 18:22
When doves cry
I dream of you and I
and the clouds in scarlet dye
painting another day gone by.
But as I gaze into your eyes
our silhouettes merge and sigh
against the glow of the fading skies
my heart flies high.