Two Wings
Where does love fly
When it can no longer hold it's wings together?
Do Angels pick up dead butterflies...
One by one?
Together, my Love,
We are flight...
Please... Wind
Sail for me tonight
Sail him to my arms
I love
I hurt
When it can no longer hold it's wings together?
Do Angels pick up dead butterflies...
One by one?
Together, my Love,
We are flight...
Please... Wind
Sail for me tonight
Sail him to my arms
I love
I hurt
It all began with a Raspberry Starfish...

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