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I've never seen the morning sun
caressing your smile
waking you up
I've never stayed long enough
to make sure love

was not a dream
and now I'm carried by the stream
I'm buried
inside a compassionate river
much more forgiving than you
now I shiver
soon I will be dead
but they say you see the truth
just right before the end
I smile and know -

you didn't forget
My dress is torn,
the flowers're wet
I'm cold and I can't breathe
and I can't mend
but my sweet prince,


oh now, it's not so bad


because I'm not forgotten yet...
17/09/2006