Someday I will write the perfect poem
And all of your words will finally cease
The one in my heart that will bring you home
The one on my mind that will bring us peace
Someday I will sing you the perfect tune
And all of your fears will find their release
Inside of my arms, under an orange moon
We'll watch the beauty of our love increase
The years and seasons will stay in the past
Sorrowful memories old and rotten
Our tears and reasons will expire so fast
Holding hands as we walk through autumn
Someday I will wake up from these pale dreams
Until then, life will never be serene
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