Looking through red box of memories
love seems to stick in his veins
There's love if you want it
Don't sound like no sonnet
Why can't you see
That nature has its way of warning me
Eyes open wide
Looking at the heavens with a tear in my eye
Sinking fast within a boat without a hull
Dreaming about the day when I can see you there
By my side
Here we go again and my head is gone
I stop to say hello
'Cause I think you should know by now
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