Tick-tock, the clock goes by
Moments fly away, like stars up high
We dance through days and nights
In time's gentle sway, oh my
Gone like whispers in the breeze
We chase memories, no guarantees
But in each heartbeat, we'll find our place
In this dance of time, a sweet embrace
Golden hues of dawn's first light
Painting paths where souls take flight
We laugh, we cry, through ebb and flow
In this dance, the moments glow
Gone like whispers in the breeze
We chase memories, no guarantees
But in each heartbeat, we'll find our place
In this dance of time, a sweet embrace
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4 окт 2024