You've walked into my time,
The time that I spend in my life.
Its' easy to hold inside.
These freshest of spring nights,
To see just beyond your eyes,
But not so deep you are afraid.
I do know what your thoughts are,
Still sure I am of my place,
Somewhere inside your soul,
Skipping by your heart,
To hold you up to the sky,
Seek the colors of your eyes,
So fractured I may remain,
Along with you by my side.
You can count the beats of my heart,
If you try to hold my hand at all
These nicest of clear spring nights,
Can you feel that I am a man?
Who needs to hold you up to the sky.
I am right here,
you are right here,
We should not wait,
We don't have the time left for it.
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