Monday, 24 October 2011

if i had a boat,

every time we touch you move - you have different eyes
for each time your heart arrives

if this was a new land darling, you'd be the find
i wanted to keep you close; to make you mine
wherever you go - all the different places you know
whatever you hear - all the things your restless spirit needed to hear

it's a different heat
to all the other things that you meet

so don't close the door...

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