If hearts can fly
then mine is
winging its way,
past the rings of Saturn
and beyond....
As the sun sets
over the mountains
and the butterflies
lie cocooned
in fields of love.
Did you ever feel
as if you were a balloon
I am the balloon
and you're the air
you keep on filling me
with your happiness
and I keep growing
in your love,
I've touched the sky.
As the sun breaks
over the mountains,
and the butterflies
wing their way cross
fields of love.
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