Open Arms
The air is so wonderful touching my face like summer has come.
I will Fly above stars that float in the sky.
I am the truth yes I am I confess it to you today.
Open your arms, give me that hug I want it know.
Eyes are green deep inside the cold face, oh sweetheart have a glance.
A list on a piece of scattered paper tick it please who’s next.
Tick tock of a clock, my little angel’s on the carpet.
Gather together what a celebration we have come to see.
A black sewed up hat worn by my dear mother.
Metal object hitting the hard nails in place together.
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