Counting hours, counting time
Cannot come up with good rhyme
Mystery is gone, but feeling is there
Spring is wild and love in the air
I want to see you, in that square
Where we hold each other and no one care
I sit on your lap and you on the chair
Not too far from where they pray
Sky is cloudy and there is a blare
Here comes the thunder after the ray
The lovers are tangled, still sitting there
As the rain goes through their hair
Lips on lips and they
whisper
My bittersweet, tongue twister:
Lovers lively lavish love
An eternity, can't walk out of
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