Under the moon light
That day on that night
That ray of first fight
The day we suppose to meet
The day of first sheet
The day of last beat
From the first sight
It was our fight
The hearts have hurt,
The hearts have curt
Each of us decide, to go on other side
Under the moon light, it was the first night
We touch the sky, and fly away
We have reached the sky, and on a side stay
Under the moon light
I can say in light...
For every second and minute
For every day and night
Love is not a game... end with the time
But a sharp senses still remain all the time
Randa--
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