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It still feels surreal.
To find someone that loves me... for me.
That would do... just anything.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I don't know how to react to all this.
But all I know is.
I want to hold on to you.
Only.. you.
Ps. Thank you for this beautiful song.
I love you.
xx
Love, Eran.
Current Song Mood: Future of Forestry - You
You are a promise
You are a song
Smooth like a waterfall
A sea in the calm
You are the summer
You are the sun
You are the desert plain
Where the wild horses run
I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear, o-o-oh
And I want you to know
Deep as a valley
Sweet as a stream
Dark as a storm cloud
And bright as a dream
You are the summer
You are the sun
You are the desert plain
Where the wild horses run
You are a song
Smooth like a waterfall
A sea in the calm
You are the summer
You are the sun
You are the desert plain
Where the wild horses run
I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear, o-o-oh
And I want you to know
Deep as a valley
Sweet as a stream
Dark as a storm cloud
And bright as a dream
You are the summer
You are the sun
You are the desert plain
Where the wild horses run
I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear
Oh oh
And I want you to know
I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear
Oh oh
And I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear
Oh oh
And I want you to know
I want you to know
You’re the first thought
I want you to know the grace you’ve made of
I want you to feel
That you’re my dear
Oh oh
And I want you to know
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