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NEVER THERE

I touch and feel warmth
Be still my soul
still I'm cold

The smile and gentle laughter
Generates modern dance to my heart
I feel it pound

Wish
Wish around the hair and eyes
Wish the soft parade caress stay
Be still my soul
Still I'm cold

Closing these eyes
Dreaming the night alive
wet the raindrop falls
To its death
Ringing clock
Killing sweet dreams

Only the warmth of a touch Is left in memory and tear
Be still my soul
Hold me and care
Still I'm cold
It's never there

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