Oh, aching heart.

Open to the wind and the rain and the blossoms that fall.

Bring me my one true love.

The girl who knows me.

The girl who’ll always catch my heart,

and hold it as if it were a little bird.

Beautiful spirit inside, light my way.

Send me the Sun.

Send it soon.

woman stands on mountain over field under cloudy sky at sunrise
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