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I can feel the
air beneath my wings I listen as the wind sings My heart is pumping Beating Quickly, then slow I must know Is there an end to this trip? Or will a hole never rip Through the deep blue. Is there anything I can do? I think for a second and look It feels like a Lewis Carroll book. Quizzical Numerical I see you in the mist Are you writing a list? I can’t see Can it truly be? That I am on solid ground Ignoring the world spinning ‘round Is love that blind? To twist my mind I am falling Calling Out to you Are you falling too? I close my eyes We’re in disguise Each a turtle dove Who has found true love I have come to a stop I see you drop You run to me We are together, free. |
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