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Distance is irrelevant, but restricting in love's case |
| Your attraction to me is elusive As the astounding distance we remain 'Till the day we finally meet, Might you think of me the same? 'Till that time I count the hours When we may sit and speak Even when the years grow sour Your beauty I will seek When life pushes down When I am blinded by lies, Your honesty will be my solace Moving the veil from my eyes (And) Perhaps that day we'll feel the burn Of our passion's flame Maybe it will be my turn To finally see your little dame 'Till that day I'll ponder and watch Waiting for beauty not to compare 'Till that hour I'll wait for our time To truly taste love's air |