I'm always rushing to find you
Whatever time, or place, or whim
In the cool of the morning dew
Shinning of day or moonlight dim
Before the sunrise, when I wake
I'm always rushing to find you
As I rise my heart starts to quake
The idea of your smile its cue
Then as sun turns the sky bright blue
You're the color that fills my day
I'm always rushing to find you
Your life-light's my every ray
And as the moonbeams softly glow
With candlelight's warm gentle hue
On my love-stream will ever flow
I'm always rushing to find you
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