You must never be frightened love, no never
The sun beams there at the corner of your mouth
Darkness rolls back in a wave where you point
It washes in
It washes in
But every time you send it back
The sun beams there at the corner of your mouth
Darkness rolls back in a wave where you point
It washes in
It washes in
But every time you send it back
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