When the moon in the sky appears,
and the stars are shining bright.
I am only thinking of you,
hoping you would hold me so tight.
When I am looking up there,
looking up in the dark night.
I am only thinking of you,
hoping you would show me the light.
All my memories and dreams,
becomes like one with the night.
And slowly disappears ,
when the sun slowly comes out.
Skrevet d.
1. januar 2001, 21:00
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