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People talk, the music´s on a window is open to show
the moon clinking glasses, pouring of wine and than your eyes finding
mine again a glance a smile a rush a driving
force a cooling breeze to live to breathe to
rest and dream to see a face and dream again this moment fills
the song I´m the water, you are the sun so I dream
in my silent thoughts someone sings along in a phrase and slowly forming
the melody we hear the music find the winding line
la da did a this moment fills a song it´s now
and passing by the music brings a newborn love to us |