Your Haunting Face
Could it be you who's in my mind
flirting like a leaf in summertime
or is this merely an illusion,
or a dream deep in my past?
I hear the music from the sky
flow with a sad face in my mind
and it is coming all the while,
could it be you who's in my mind?
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2008
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