What is the moon without the stars
Can the world turn on a dime
Can the clouds hang on a string
Why do we remember the falling star
Why do we love the day and fear the night
Will you be there, even when I change my mind at a drop of a dime
Will you catch the falling stars and hold the night tight as the world hangs at the end of a string
Be here when the sun sets and rise again
Be here when grey skies smile down on us
I love and always will
You are my one and only ever more
Beautiful.
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