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Joy Spill

The world is turning Turning, I'm spinning Spinning, Playing a record You're dancing Dancing, You make me feel alive So alive, I've got a thousand words No one picture could suffice, To describe to you The fields flowering within me From the depths of my heart, I'm watching you twirling, Twirling, The summer is closing But the memories will last Until the next, No longer empty inside You fill me to overflowing Flowing, Letting my joy spill This milk I won't cry over, I'll have a cookie; Or two...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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