The Wind is Blowing Clouds are Drifting By. The Sky is Blue, And I start thinking of You. You've Been Gone so Long, I Can't count the Days. I'll never Stop missing You. Because I Love You in so Many ways. I Think of You in Dawns Early Light. And Dream of You every Night. Your With Me wherever I go, Morning, Noon or Night. Someday We'll Meet Again And our Love Will be Right.
Reason for writing:
Love of my life
Birth sign: Not entered
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