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And I lift my hands and pray, to be only yours, I pray to be only yours, I konw now your my only hope.
Sing to me the song of the stars. Of our galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again. But it feels like my dreams are so far. Sing to me all the plans that you have for me over again.

Shit, jag är bra. Jag skrev det samtidigt som jag lyssnade på den, utan text framför :)