Oh life be told that life be told that love is merely imaginary.
Then thus we must live in secrecy
And let our love flourish.
You keep me warm and happy inside.
Your smile lights my way
There is nothing imaginary about our masquerade.
We dance and sing our eyes give us away.
We are living breathing loving in our own way
Oh life be told that life be told that our love is amazing.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Uncertainty
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