0n a mountaintop filled with Bliss,
She’ll Never Stop Lovinq Him.
Their Lips don’t even have to touch.
For Her Soul, His heart has already kissed.
Kritiks Lies kant touch them,
Or even Brush them...
She'd Never allow it,
and he wouldnt stand the friktion.
In a kountry field of qrass,
Swinq her around and watch her lauqh,
And She’ll Never stop Lovinq him.
A Place where Everythinq qrows sky hiqh,
Yet No heiqht compares to the sparkle in their eyes,
And The Birds…
They Never Stop Sinqinq.
When She Was in hiqh school,
He wrote her a love sonq,
On a cloudy day,
she remembers like it was yesterday.
And he whispers “I Love You” In her Ear,
“Butterflies swim there, Butterflies Swim here.”
Somewhere Between Smiles and lauqhs,
She was forced to Bekome a part of his past,
And every day was a day of unwanted pain.
Yet Spirits of Lovers, Love forever,
And in Spirit indeed, they were always toqether.
Rain fills the skies, and people beqan to kry,
But for them, There is always, always a rainB0w.
