Oh my love, my life, my soul
Let us run away to the fading of light
Towards all that we have ever wanted
On the brink of tomorrow.
Oh my angel, my fae,
My setting sun and rising moon
My last of march and first of june
Let us run to the hills and be wondrous
Filling our life with laughter loud and thunderous
My Pixi, my Princey
My royalty brought to life
How I long to hold you
How i long to make you my wife
Spending my days with you in my arms
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
Oh my love, my life, my soul
Let us run away to the fading of light
Towards all that we have ever wanted
On the brink of tomorrow.
Oh my angel, my fae,
My setting sun and rising moon
My last of march and first of june
Let us run to the hills and be wondrous
Filling our life with laughter loud and thunderous
My Pixi, my Princey
My royalty brought to life
How I long to hold you
How i long to make you my wife
Spending my days with you in my arms
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