And just as the sun set
When our little bed I was stuck in
The wandering lips that are falling through
From the softest hue
That is you
Whisper a soft grass
The hair's falling past all the twist and turn
That I've come to learn
As the softest hue
Like the ocean blue
That is you
Wondering how past meet
Of dancing little feet and when Christmas light
Filled up the night
With the softest hue
I have falling through
For you
And after the sun set
The moon's overhead
I will turn to you and asked of something new
When you're in your head
And will go to bed
Falling through

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