When the sun is bright
I still think of the moon
Every day of my life
I still think of you
When the night is cold
I still reach for the dream
That one day I will hold
What I lost in between
These hands of time
That go on and on
The melody of your heart
In every silent song
That i hear whispered
On silver rays of light
I still think of the moon
When the sun is bright...
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