If I could, I would give you the moon.
in hopes you wouldn't leave me so soon.
I would gift you what most chase,
and keep it forever in your grace.
When night falls, I'll gift you the stars,
and I'll call the night sky ours.
Soon enough, though, you'll push me away-
in the middle of rainy May.
And what more could I ever say?
This was bound to happen.
But I'll forever continue to sing;
If I could, I would give you the moon.
in hopes you wouldn't leave me so soon.
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