Tell me..  

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

There is something in my eyes
You ask, "Is everything alright?"
I look up to the sky
I long for something more

Reach out your hand to me
I want you to understand
I want you to tell me "You'll never have to wish again."

So that I know, that after tonight
I don't have to look up at the stars
I know by the end of tonight
I don't have to look up at the stars

I need to know, if the love is alright
I don't have to look up at the stars
I know by the end of tonight
I don't have to look up at the stars

I want you to ask, "Come away with me."
I want you to ask, "Come fly away with me."
So that after tonight, I don't have to look up at the stars again
Cause we both know, that the love is alright.

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