take the phone
make the call
take the time
to confess now
what you've been thinking of
she's the sun
she's the queen
she's the one
you desire of
if you could find the time

this time it made me climb the highest cliff
this time it's up to birds to teach me to fly

i want that summer
without my sun i fade
we come as we go
with nothing to wear but dust

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