Some days, and especially some nights, I don’t feel like writing a new blog post.
Some nights, at the very start of fall for instance, I’m just too tired,
saddled with thoughts of everything that is to come.
Another fall, another winter.
A dismal prospect.
And so I go away, keep quietly to myself, unbeknownst to you, and try to find the stillness again.
I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
‘Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love
I want you to know me now
I want you to know me now
Break a promise make a vow
I know, you want me now
Like I want you
Like I want you
I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
‘Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love
‘Cause I want you
‘Cause I want you
I know all you
All you’ve been through
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