Miracles
Love is like a floating cloud,
You never know where you wanna go,
Or who is allowed.
Sunlight sounded strong,
Through many windows,
All day long,
Like a floating cloud,
The rays bounce off of the meadows,
With no overcrowd.
Love is like a cloud,
You never know where you wanna go,
Or who is allowed,
Until one day,
Some way,
You meet him,
He notices you on a whim?
Someway,
He loves you
All the way through,
His face is all that is drawn,
He’s never a pawn,
Sometimes, he knows what’s going on.
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