The Midnight Hour
I’ll be flying, high for you,
I’ll be someone, there for you,
There’s nothing, which I won’t do,
Something tells me, that I love you.
Two birds singing, there for you,
The blue-sky summer, it shines for you,
There’s nothing, which I won’t do,
Something tells me, that I love you.
It’s surreal, I don’t know,
Too much silence, has taken hold,
Strong emotions, I can’t control,
I’m in love,
I can’t let go.
Copyright © Michael Diack | Year Posted 2005
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