SOMEWHERE
Somewhere near, somewhere far is my love
For I do not know where
They live, but I cannot find.
They are loving, kind and true.
I can feel them under every dew
Like the mourning hew, they make me feel anew.
Their melody is like the sound of the morning bird
They have the soft sound of every nice mood
They have a hue of beauty that lights them up
Making them shine morning to night
Somewhere out there is my love, for I shall dream of them till they appear in my sight.
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