As I walk here alone I look over to my right and can't help but imagine you here with me under this starry night I look up at the moon Shining brightly above and I think about you which fills my body with love I look back to my right and I can see you there Your sparkling green eyes and your blonde flowing hair You aren't looking at me But the shining moon glowing bright So I look up at it too to join your sight When I look back at you You are smiling and looking back at me God, one look into those eyes Sets my soul free... I look down to the ground And on my face forms a grin Because I know that this Angels heart I did win I look back up to steal another glance But your image doesn't give me another chance You fade away to nothing dissipating into the air Why must you go? This isn't fair! But then I remind myself Of what you told me one night All I have to do to recapture you is look to my rightBirth sign: Scorpio
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