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Moonlight
The moonlight shines thrugh all lies,
its cold and dark.
My heart is hurting and it cries,
When Im surching for the spark.
But I found you in the end,
now evrything's a dream.
You are my verybest friend,
our love is wilder than the stream.
How hard can it be to love,
and not to fall in pain?
Fly high as the white dove,
stand still in the rain.
© By Sanne Karlsén
The moonlight shines thrugh all lies,
its cold and dark.
My heart is hurting and it cries,
When Im surching for the spark.
But I found you in the end,
now evrything's a dream.
You are my verybest friend,
our love is wilder than the stream.
How hard can it be to love,
and not to fall in pain?
Fly high as the white dove,
stand still in the rain.
© By Sanne Karlsén
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