If you’ve a minute, please -
if you have time to spare,
I’ve got a few things to say,
come with me and I’ll take you there.
Through brambl’d, twisted paths,
crossed a Narrow Sea,
I found my way back to you,
and you found yours, to me.
Sweet symphonies praise you
with every passing note,
songs I’ve kept on repeat
perpetually drawing you close.
So now, my dear, sweet love
where do we go from here?
I hold fast to these moments
lest, like dreams, they disappear.
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