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Making Of A Love Poem
This is the making of a love poem
In every hour I write poetry
And as the years go by
And my memory is fading
I hope you're still with me
Like a whirlwind
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
The city lights burn in my eyes
The lights are turned down low
We drive through a city so lost to us
This is the making of a love poem
In every hour I write poetry
And as the years go by
And my memory is fading
I hope you're still with me
Like a whirlwind
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
I lie awake
Under stars of hope
Embraced in light
Embraced in love
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
Like a whirlwind
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
In every hour I write poetry
And as the years go by
And my memory is fading
I hope you're still with me
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
The lights are turned down low
We drive through a city so lost to us
In every hour I write poetry
And as the years go by
And my memory is fading
I hope you're still with me
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
Under stars of hope
Embraced in light
Embraced in love
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
I'm spinning so fast
Trying to hold on to you
And as the years slowly turns us into poetry
Like a song we never stop singing
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