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June 17, 2008
What is in your heart, angel
Lying on the grass, angel
I stroke your hair, run fingers over the pieces of sky
stuck in your eyes
Loving.

I'll smooth out the worries off your forehead
I'll kiss off the sadness off your lips
I'll make you walk easily through the land
I'll make you smile

Stay close with me, I hold your feet
In loving
Stay close to me, I will carry you
And you carry me

In the flowers, we can sit
In the shade, we can rest
The dusty road smells of grass
When you're walking with me.