
And when the sun hits the surface of the water-
The surface of the stream-
And when the light dances on the-
why are you haunting me
-stream, think of me
And when the light dances on the surface of the stream-
And when the light dances through the ripples of the leaves
THINK OF ME
I hope it spells peace, for you- for me.
When the first bird sings, let the sound wash over you-
Strip you clean, for you- for me
Let the light dance through you
Shine
Glow
Fall
don’t think of me
don’t think of me
don’t think of me
And when the light dances through the ripples of the leaves,
I hope it spells peace for you- for me.
When the first bird sings, let the sound strip you clean.
Let the light fall.
Don’t think of me.
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