Christina Prerri - A Thousand Years (Piano/Cello Cover)
The spring wind ripping through your hair.
Sticks snap under your feet but you pay no mind to them.
A flower in one hand and a note in the other, you run as fast as your legs can take you.
The treeline comes into view over the hill and you stop at the edge.
He's in there. Somewhere. I'll find him, no matter what it takes.
The paper crinkles in your grip.
The trees, thick and vibrant, almost magical.
You take a step towards it.
And another.
I'm coming. Just wait for me.
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