the sun has set,
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the leaves are falling,
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the air is cold and my mind is sinking into a state
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in which I dream...
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of you.
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if tonight is the last night I'll see you,
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then tonight I will be yours,
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everyday after that in the night
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I will dream that I'm with you,
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and promise I'll never let you go...
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let you go
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weeks have gone by,
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since I have kissed you,
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I long to hold you firm in my arms,
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and whisper the three most sacred words in the world...
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your mystery casts a spell on me,
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I'm a prisoner of a want and need,
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I cross the distance,
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to feel your touch and grace,
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you walk away and I wonder...
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will I see you again...
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Never say forever.....
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Subject To Change
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| The June Spirit |
