Let it be fair
Don't let me love you on the colour of your hair
Or on the way which you do or do not commit to prayer
For they have no affect on the way I care
So much about the one who once sweetly did lie there
But alas now truth has won the war
And I shall sit in thought once more
As I recall my wish on your beautiful eyes,
Shooting stars
Shooting stars
See people for who, not what they are
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