Lullaby

Nov 27, 2015 22:20

The years now before us, fearful and unknown
I never imagined I'd face them on my own
May these thousand winters swiftly pass, I pray
I love you, I miss you, all these miles away

May all your dreams be sweet tonight
Safe upon your bed of moonlight
And know not of sadness, pain, or care
And when I dream, I'll fly away and meet you there

Sleep...
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