Our love is like that of a moon
Filled to brim, and shining soon
I burst at the seams, and glow with light
Could exuding love not be right?
I the beacon, I your sight
I know you'll find me, through the night
I'll wait for you into day
I pray that you will find the way
I know for certain you'll hear my tune
For it's the cry of the full moon
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