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The only place I am, where the wind has blown,
The only thing I care is how we go...
I got the only thought in mind
Is how lucky I was to find
The truth of a lovely days
The green of the greenful grass
The thrill of a captured breath...
The sound of the perfect phrase...
The only place I am is nearby...
The only thing I care, is how we fly
That you can rely on me
That you are in front of me.
And both of us are loving again
It doesn't seem to be just a game
The green of the greenful grass...
The thrill of a captured breath...
The shooting stars are magic, that's for sure
But all that I would like is to be by you.
I want to see you every day
I'd like to hear all the things you say...
All the truth of a lovely days
All the green of the greenful grass
The thrill of a captured breath...
The look of you smiley face...