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Noone else knows

Let's walk through the park

until the moon says it's dark

Let's dance through the flowers

for hours and hours and hours.

 

We'll laugh at all the funny things

never answer when the telephone rings

We'll cry when we see those things sad

and promise that we'll never be so bad

 

Together stroll along the beach

and feel completely out of reach

Playing with the sand between our toes

feeling the love that noone else knows.

🌷(5)

◄ To believe in something

Sorry, I missed me ►

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Jon Stainsby

Thu 21st Nov 2019 20:31

Thank you, Po

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