... with barely open eyes tonight
A quiet melody, it sings to me, asleep I fall
With whispered songs of hope that come toward my ears and stick inside my head
And hold at bay the fear, the droplets on the pane reverberate the same thing…
Good night...
A quiet melody, it sings to me, asleep I fall
With whispered songs of hope that come toward my ears and stick inside my head
And hold at bay the fear, the droplets on the pane reverberate the same thing…
Good night...
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