It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
The love of my life is you, love
As we hang on the tail of the year
I’m saying that I’m ever true love...
Reaching out across this day,
Missing you in every way,
I feel such desire to delight...
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