You come from far away,
with pictures in your eyes;
of offeeshops and morning streets,
in the blue and silent sunrise.
But night is the cathedral,
where we recognized the sing;
we strangers know each other now,
as part of the whole design.
Ref:
Oh hold me like a baby,
that will not fall asleep;
curl me up inside you,
and let me hear you through the heat.
You
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