:on my finger

Well here it is, another year gone,
Maybe I'll buy her a strand of pearls,
or something that will match her
beautiful curls ♥

because anymore it seems like
I have a hard time remembering noon.
I'll tie a string on my finger ♥

for a day and part of the night
The wind in my face I feel ♥
As you carry me to the heavens on high
To the stars, moon we go, I must wait dream
Then maybe some day this will all come true



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