Gazing out to the horizon
Dusk is drawing near.
Glimmering lights, twinkling stars.
The sun is setting here.
The horizon's line is mountainous
Which expand across my view.
The shimmering lake, a breeze through my hair
Stars twinkling brightly at you.
The grass is cool and soft to touch;
I could lay out here all night.
And take in all the wonders here
That come out in the night.
Out here when I'm all alone, it's cold,
And there's nothing I can do
But curl up in a ball and wait,
Cause the only thing missing is you.
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