Updated: Mar 5

I think of every night and day

Looking for the right words to say

Cry out, my dreams come true

Someday you will be at my door

My solitude can be no more

Today, our sky is blue

Three years of fire burning

This, the moment I've been yearning

Free for no more clues

Our day is finally broken

No more thoughts, out hearts have spoken

Power comes to my voice

Go with my only choice

Shower you in my rejoice

Oh I love you

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