Jul 2014
~
The morning sun does slowly rise
A lighthouse stands at ease
Its silhouette of days untold
A’ watch on velvet seas
Crimson finds horizon’s fire
In shades of tinted hue
A new day now is dawning as
*I only think of you
The morning sun does slowly rise
A lighthouse stands at ease
Its silhouette of days untold
A’ watch on velvet seas
Crimson finds horizon’s fire
In shades of tinted hue
A new day now is dawning as
*I only think of you
