| THESE THINGS para ti my heart was a dirt road through the night oh but in the morning I saw your wings you had wings and my heart became the sky became like the sky and your love went through me like the light of the sun and my heart looked at the world the colors of the world looked at the colors of the world in that light and became the eyes of a painter the useful willing eyes of a master painter and then I heard your footsteps I hear your footsteps now through the night and again my heart becomes a dirt road becomes like a dirt road through the night para ti |
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