The sun has a
twinkle
As it rises over
the mountain
High
Similar to the one in
Your eyes
That lights up my
dreary nights
And somehow
Makes them bright
Like the stars,
barely seen
Against the
glowing moon
I am hidden
behind clouds
You are the sun
Always shining through
But there could
Never be me
Without you
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
The sun has a
twinkle
As it rises over
the mountain
High
Similar to the one in
Your eyes
That lights up my
dreary nights
And somehow
Makes them bright
Like the stars,
barely seen
Against the
glowing moon
I am hidden
behind clouds
You are the sun
Always shining through
But there could
Never be me
Without you
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