Through the mysterious dark lights,
Your face comes shining through
Rough locks dance gently
Where my face yearns to
Touch your crowded face
Or smile your lovely smile
Hold your humble heart in mine
Or sweep through this love divine.
Your face comes shining through
Rough locks dance gently
Where my face yearns to
Touch your crowded face
Or smile your lovely smile
Hold your humble heart in mine
Or sweep through this love divine.
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