How can there be sorrow,
Tears abundant and wounds a many,
Without the warm feeling
Of happiness?
A kiss you only dreamed you would have
A whisper that pierces your worries
And send your doubts fleeing
The deep blue sea in his eyes
His arm around your shoulder
But, alas, not everything can be joyous
A drunk will pry him from your heart
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