If you'll be my sun,
I'll be your moon. So please let your light, Come shining on through. When the night does fall, Just like the moon, I'll reflect your rays, Right back to you. Now meet me at midnight. In the forest of my dreams. We'll build a fire and count the stars, That dance above the trees. The same moon indeed, Pulls in the tide, Draws it nice and close, Holding, side by side. So even when, The tide goes out. The moon is positive, That it can't live without; Its favorite partner, A match made in heaven. Two spirits made the same, Built of one soul possession. Forever I'll be your waves, That graciously ebb and flow, You'll forever be my moon, To guide me straight back home.
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