I don’t want the rest time
I want a measure of time
Spent with you as mine
And, all of me as thine
I want a sprinkle of raindrops
A dab for my teardrops
A slice of the moon
A day stilled at noon
And a flash of sunrise
Served as my sole prize
I don’t want the rest time
I want a measure of time
Spent with you as mine
And, all of me as thine
I want a sprinkle of raindrops
A dab for my teardrops
A slice of the moon
A day stilled at noon
And a flash of sunrise
Served as my sole prize
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