Even after all these years,
I awoke with you this morning,
Your arms in mine, your heat, your hair,
Your smell, your sleeping smile, your skin,
Your morning eyes,
Oh – those eyes.
Your arms in mine, your heat, your hair,
Your smell, your sleeping smile, your skin,
Your morning eyes,
Oh – those eyes.
Even after all these years,
When neither knows who lived or died,
I can still feel you inside
Clawing at the emptiness of my heart,
I was only ever happy in your company, that much is true.
When neither knows who lived or died,
I can still feel you inside
Clawing at the emptiness of my heart,
I was only ever happy in your company, that much is true.
Maybe we met a thousand years ago,
And swore we’d love in different forms,
Perhaps this time we only glanced each others' souls
And swore we’d love in different forms,
Perhaps this time we only glanced each others' souls
and hope that the next time
Will be a kinder love.
bobby stevenson 2013
Lovely...
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Thank you so much, Julie.
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