When the moon surrenders a final glow
Haze of reverie
By the corner store where we used to go
Under temple trees
A cold reminder
I'm lost to find her
I recall a promise from younger years
To return again
But the guarantee seemed to disappear
Was it all pretend
A cold reminder
I'm lost to find her
Over clouds I fly alone
I'm coming home
For a revival
Of the time when we would stay
In bed all day
Under the covers
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