In the middle of tender sea, On the island of Grace and Care, We will live only you and me, Having burnt at the sunset despair.
We will touch only breeze and sky, For today at the dawn choose the weather. We will live only you and I In the dream that we’ve built together.
We will never let our hearts To be rhymed with grief and sorrow We will no more be apart For true love does not wait till tomorrow.
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