Let the light shine above,
let it foray its way in the dark.
For you and me to make love
trees have to grow in the park...
Let the water flow through
let it find its way out of trouble
For us to remain true,
the flowing water has to burble...
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC
Let the light shine above,
let it foray its way in the dark.
For you and me to make love
trees have to grow in the park...
Let the water flow through
let it find its way out of trouble
For us to remain true,
the flowing water has to burble...
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