Either Do Or Die
when the sun hangs low into the sky
and evening sends her shivers
softly down your spine
it is time to recollect your thoughts
does he love me does he not
lost between the daisy and the rose
you feel like you have lost your pose;
Waiting for the morning dawn
waiting for his casting crown of glory
Arms long to touch, hearts longs to love
when the sun hangs low in the crimson sky,
its either do or die.
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