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Dec 2015
I wanted to treat you special that night
You could hear it in the sound of my voice
How could I know if you were the one for me
I took a chance because your eyes left me no choice

The solemn moon is always up there
It doesn’t know what it is you’re trying to say
But you know what it means to you
Even on days the sun can’t burn the clouds away

I wanted her to know the real me
One night is not worth an unhappy life together
She wondered if I would always be this way
I said I once tried but I cannot predict the weather

There was a time when meaning had no meaning
I didn’t know how to be sad for no particular reason
Now it seems a mood is the easiest part of our day
Because we decided there must be a point to bleeding

I thought about love being a dream with no name
The faces are only the things that I want to feel
The way you looked at me shared your own dreams
The face that you saw was the first one that was real

The nights we spend wondering about tomorrow
Are for children listening for hoofs on the roof
I can no longer wait for clue that only years can reveal
Because love has to be decided without any proof
Mark Lecuona
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