Yes, it's almost 6
Eyes like latterns burning on through the night
It's nights like these which make the mind wander
Wandering like little red shoes prancing happily
Happy, i will be once i get my wish
My wish? the person i love to be sleeping next to me
Everything has it's own beginning
Everything has it's own end
Happiness cannot exist without sadness
Sadness cannot exist without happiness
What an ironic world we live in
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