Friday, 8 February 2013


You talk of the moon, the stars, the skies
You talk of the valleys wide and mountains tall
I don't need the universe at my feet
Give me your love and that shall be all.

You talk of gems and jewels and gold
You talk of a huge diamond ring
I don't need these worldly treasures
Your sight alone makes my heart sing.

You talk of a mansion and balls and gowns
You talk of violins and us dancing slow
I don't need a palace, my love
Just a humble abode where our love overflows
You talk of eternal bliss, of a smooth sailing
You talk of taking away my misery
I don't need a fairytale, sweet lover
Just your hand to hold through life's bittersweet journey.

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