Honestly
Will I find?
A star so bright
In the bleak night sky
So cold
Lonely souls with tired eyes
I'm risking cliche paradigms
But who cares
The night grows old.
It's just You and me
And our 123s
Come dance with me
Maybe we'll find that star tonight.
Maybe the skies will clear
Help me to see again
I'm tired
I'm cold
I need fire.
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