Darlene April-7-98 ®
Darlene April-7-98
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Some nights I watch the starry sky
And think of friends like you.
I watch and listen, learn and wait,
And know yours to be true.
The thing I speak of most of all,
The one I feel you send,
Is when you ICQ me,
And tell me you're my friend.
Some nights I watch the starry sky
And think of only you.
I watch and listen, learn and wait,
And know yours to be true.
The thing I speak of most of all,
The one we did discover.
Is when you write and tell me that,
You want to be my lover.
"A lonely heart does not die, but lies sleeping until it is touched by love"