won't you come with me
where the fireflies are
and the blanket of dark
is filled with stars
won't you come in the forest
and smell the midnight breeze
then lie down on the tulips
and stay here with me
we would lay in comfortable silence
with intertwined hands
and I'll fall more in love
than I possibly can
our eyes become heavy
as we drift into sleep
and in my dreams, I wonder
how you are here with me
until the sun wakes up
and the sky shines blue
and the first thing I see
when I open my eyes
is
you
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
won't you come with me
where the fireflies are
and the blanket of dark
is filled with stars
won't you come in the forest
and smell the midnight breeze
then lie down on the tulips
and stay here with me
we would lay in comfortable silence
with intertwined hands
and I'll fall more in love
than I possibly can
our eyes become heavy
as we drift into sleep
and in my dreams, I wonder
how you are here with me
until the sun wakes up
and the sky shines blue
and the first thing I see
when I open my eyes
is
you
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