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Beauty is everywhere And yet no beauty matches hers But even when she's not near Even distance is not an issue I will still want her Lots of places that I could be
head to chest, buried listening to lullabies of the heart... and seeking comfort in the protection of your arms...
Little babe, it's time for bed. I've made a place to rest your head. Little child, go to sleep. It's there you'll find all your dreams. There's a place beyond your eyes,