You were devastation and greatness at the same time,
and I wondered how that could be.
Time and space opened a place for you,
and all you did was speak.
I sat and listened,
watched and caved in...
caved into your touch and paradise,
I was lost.
And I know I should follow the yellow brick road,
but the path is dangerous and destitute.
But you were there,
staring at me with those beautiful brown eyes,
and I thought,
this must be it.
- Counting Sheep
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Fairy Dreams
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