Sitting in your room, eyes cast wide, sparkling morning blue again, my dearest friend. Sails on the sea, white crests glide, slicing thru the gloom again, my plot to tend. When you turn in my direction, I'll feel you gazing, though in stillness and silence I am shaking. I'll enwrap you in such grace that you'll never need to whisper a prayer—baby, I'll be there.
Say you need me, do. Wasting all this time while I'm away from you, I'm turning blue. But this bird sings for you, she'll be flying south to make this rendezvous. Will you see me through?
These lone floating moments I remember, like the pale low-cast light in late December, uplift me and enchant me as they hum thru the air. Don't have a care, baby. I'll be there.
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