Icarus

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They say "be careful,
Oh, beware of the sun."
They whisper to me
"Don't fall for the wrong one."

But their warning words
Cannot keep me from you;
You're the blazing sun
In my vast skies of blue.

I am drawn to you
Like a moth to a flame.
Oh, my heart beats to
The rhythm of your name.

Who cares if I fall?
Forget my waxen wings...
Who cares if I burn?
My heart's a fragile thing.

They believe that you
Will be the death of me
But I've never been
More alive, can't you see?

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