Fernweh

"Will you whisper softly into my ear,
all of the words that I need to hear,
and I will love you even in your darkest hour,
my dear.
And when the music begins to fade,
taper, drift away,
will you still dance with me anyway?
For our time together will surely
slip from our hands,
quietly, strand by strand,
but my memories will be as many as the sand.
Then I will sit by the old oak tree,
just as I promised you I would be,
and I won't cry for you,
but for me,
because it is you that is finally free."


- katie daughtry

Peaceful words...


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