Music reminds me
half of my life
dies in the day
a tired, old soul
Dreaming of ways -
ways to lay quietly
inside of your arms
before I grow cold
Believe in our love
and pray for the time
that you will be here
and you will be mine
Half of my laugh
is part of your smile
the distance between us
disappears for awhile
Music reminds me
tomorrow concedes
a new chance to hold you
a lifetime to breathe
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