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Put your arms around me
And pull me close to you,
Let me breathe you in,
Let me hold you tight
Rest your hand upon my knee,
Lift me up like Icarus flew
To freedom, and then begin
To shape and perfect the night
Alas! You are not mine, you're free
As a bird, but I wish you knew
Just how much I always win
When I see your smile so bright!
You'll probably never read this,
You might never even know
That all of my life's bliss
Goes whereever you go!
And pull me close to you,
Let me breathe you in,
Let me hold you tight
Rest your hand upon my knee,
Lift me up like Icarus flew
To freedom, and then begin
To shape and perfect the night
Alas! You are not mine, you're free
As a bird, but I wish you knew
Just how much I always win
When I see your smile so bright!
You'll probably never read this,
You might never even know
That all of my life's bliss
Goes whereever you go!
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| Auteur: little one | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 januari 2008 | ||
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