I know she’s out there, waiting for me now.
I have to find her soon, before she’s gone.
To her I want to go, but don’t know how.
I travel all night to reach her by dawn.
With no end near, discouragement creeps in.
I stay on track throughout the lengthy night,
‘Till finally she’s mine, and then I win,
Felt is the feeling of warm, loving might.
With her in my arms, the world seems to stop,
Just like a statue stands quietly still,
So glad are we both, rising to the top,
Of our fantasy land over the hill.
Like a small bird sings a soft, peaceful song,
So our love will remain one that is strong.
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