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Revolutions.

All things turn,
It matters not the reason why.
The Moon turns 'round the Earth
And The Earth turns 'round the sun

And so lives turn 'round each other
Never knowing where it will end.

There you stand before me, without a word
Yet I can hear the tear of your heart.

I didn't know, or understand why,
But I was drawn to you, unbound
I could only heed your heart's cry.

Eye to eye, and face to face we stand
No words spoken, not event the exchange of names
Silence hoves in the air
Between us... such things have no meaning

What brought us to this place?
Could it be....
You were there all the time?

We stand there locked in our gaze.
Is it confusion that has binds our tongues?
Perhaps its fear that controls our actions
or maybe we're unwilling to try?

The world falls away,
soon all that remains is You and I...
And this place.

Just us, your heart beating, connecting with mine

There, I see it in your eyes,
The dance of flame, that reflects my own
So tragic, so beautiful; like the mornful sond you sing

My own heart begins wo weep

Come to me, and nevermore be alone.
Press your head to my heart, that we may be strong, as one.

Description
Revolutions.

All things turn,
It matters not the reason why.
The Moon turns 'round the Earth
And The Earth turns 'round the sun

And so lives turn 'round each other
Never knowing where it will end.

There you stand before me, without a word
Yet I can hear the tear of your heart.

I didn't know, or understand why,
But I was drawn to you, unbound
I could only heed your heart's cry.

Eye to eye, and face to face we stand
No words spoken, not event the exchange of names
Silence hoves in the air
Between us... such things have no meaning

What brought us to this place?
Could it be....
You were there all the time?

We stand there locked in our gaze.
Is it confusion that has binds our tongues?
Perhaps its fear that controls our actions
or maybe we're unwilling to try?

The world falls away,
soon all that remains is You and I...
And this place.

Just us, your heart beating, connecting with mine

There, I see it in your eyes,
The dance of flame, that reflects my own
So tragic, so beautiful; like the mornful sond you sing

My own heart begins wo weep

Come to me, and nevermore be alone.
Press your head to my heart, that we may be strong, as one.