The sights of the togetherness
And the views seen together
When I see outside the window
All my thoughts begin to gather
The beauty of the rain
The little droplets on the window pane
With wind blowing against them
How they make a chain
With you, everything seem so perfect
You make everything I asked for, as must
But when I try to get hold of you
You disappear like a cloud of dust
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