
Come Come lie with me and let’s recall the years. Come lie with me and think not of the tears. Come sigh with me and whisper in my ear. Come sigh with me; your love song I must hear. Come fly with me on passion’s heated wings. Come fly with me and hear the songs I sing. Come sail with me across a sea of dreams. Come sail with me and we will drift unseen. Come live with me upon the farthest shore…
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