Alan horvath

Sweet michele

Alan horvath
If I'm walking
By the sea
I've been known for dreaming, you see
Of you and me

My eyes are like a fountain
You can drink and thirst no more
Your father was a mountain
Your mother a sea, I'm sure

Sweet Michele
You're like an open door


Like a rustle in the air
Light as a diamond sky
Your love can meet me everywhere
I never need to wonder, why?

Sweet Michele
An arrow I lost in the sky
Sweet Michele
Why does this dreamer aim so high?

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