Why do I want you?
Why do I care?
Why do I really want to spend my life
wishing you were there?
It was there in a moment
but now the prospect's black.
Under a single star
we let our hearts take hold.
Then the moments gone and
we let our hearts let go.
Why a moment and not
an hour or a year?
Why do we have to
let go?
In that single moment a whole new
world takes hold.
A place of tranquility,
a place of rest.
All the tension is gone
there is no stress.
It's just you and me
under a single star.
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Written July 29th, 2006
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