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Every time our eyes meet,
Touching the soul connection down deep

Must have been fate that had shown
Seeing you for the first time...
yet, felt like all my life I had known

You

Whenever we talked,
On clouds I walked
Though we didn't need any words,
that's exactly what made it worse

It's you who brought back
the youthful light in me
Looking into the mirror
radiant sunlight I see

And now
Just by hearing your name
Everything stays the same

Except for the glances and sunbeams
They now only exist behind closed eyes, in forbidden dreams