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Last Night

I'm sitting here
And you over there
There is nothing to say
But we still stay
Then you start to move
As smoothly as a dove
I tried to think of a line
But they all left as your lips met mine
While you were in my arms
I know there can never be an alarm
All of a sudden I left heaven
As the clock struck eleven
The dread I have to go
I know you know
But the sudden sorrow
Will soon be gone
For we will see each other tomorrow
Like it always has been done

05-Aug-2001

More By  :  Michael Schaffer

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