You n I can count the stars..
you n I shall travel to mars..
the smell of flowers shall be a compass to our track..
as we move calmly forth n back.
.the heavens we brought down to earth..
.a gold mine of treasures worth.
.an emotion so real..
.praise the lord n kneel
thank him for the blessing of love..
The blessing in disguise has fallen from above...
You n I shall build a taj mahal,
climb mountain everest..
.n swim the pacific ocean...
we no longer pedestrians on a road..
for flying has become our motion..
you n I are far beyond that cloud..
louder than any beauteous sound.
.stronger than the rocks placed on this ground..
luckier than a four leaves clover...
as we fall deeper in love over n over..
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