your street is my street
i walk with no; no regret
to where sweet sunset rest
my dreams fade to soft music
seeking that wonderful moment
when you'll show all of it
when dew start falling
i know sun shines my bed
raise my head to window
with few steps i heed
remisniscing my smile
there's mystery ahead
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