Lunatica

When the first light of morning is touching the leaves
and the dewdrops are sparkling like stars
I feel the touch of a mild breeze caressing my skin
as I'm running to reach your strong arms
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What greater gift could I get to feel alive
Than the power of love in your eyes
Like a blooming rose in a barren place
That must absorb the falling rain
I am longing for your warm embrace