There's nothing larger then this sky
Higher altitude, transcendent
No lines, jus
Each and every time you go
Hits me like a
Always get the chills
Right when you call
Hot knife, cold as
Don't ask the riddle
That's on your mind
I'd reconsider what it's
Dance for me my love
Awake me
Tantalizing my love
So sweetly
All
There's something about you that makes me stand still
When
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