Comet: let it fly
Across the border of your ardor.
How can we design
The order of the harvest, when we're starving?
Ooh, when's it enough
To decide: follow your love?
Here, there is no hunger
Let me hold it a moment longer.
Water in your eye,
Salt water in your harbor: watch it rise.
Ooh, when's it enough
To decide: follow your love?
Deep the devotion,
Not momentary.
Over the ocean,
Not temporary
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