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ALEX There's a window to our past
That will never close itself
The sky is clean and blue
Ever blue
The gentleness of your kiss
The urgency of your rythm
Climbing higher and higher
We love
The bed beside the window, soft
We'll cover each other as
We stare outside the window
We remember
The hair that hides your face
The pink shade of my lips
The way our bodies fit together
We are
The taste of your kisses
The way you touch my face softly
The feel of my hand in your's
We will
There's a window to our past
That will never close itself
The sky is clean and blue
Always blue
