In that youthful love season,
I used my inner world to build my own wall
Where I could store my memories of love and roses
A place to store away my hesitation so tall.
Street lights and music all around
Echoing the promise of dreams of love
I kept in my inner walls that I found
A place of solace from the stars above.
Sometimes I still hear the nightingales sing
And remember when the love and roses bloomed
The street lights would whisper and bring
Memories of when my heart I presumed.
In that youthful love season,
I conjured my inner world to build my own wall
To keep the love and roses, hesitation, and then
Secure in my inner walls that I recall.
oil paints
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In that youthful love season,
I used my inner world to build my own wall
Where I could store my memories of love and roses
A place to store away my hesitation so tall.
Street lights and music all around
Echoing the promise of dreams of love
I kept in my inner walls that I found
A place of solace from the stars above.
Sometimes I still hear the nightingales sing
And remember when the love and roses bloomed
The street lights would whisper and bring
Memories of when my heart I presumed.
In that youthful love season,
I conjured my inner world to build my own wall
To keep the love and roses, hesitation, and then
Secure in my inner walls that I recall.
oil paints
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