Looking up at the sky
with just one touch of my eye.
it looks like raning.
it's the sun shining.
take out the machine.
and let the clouds beam.
You're dreaming of the stars.
and wondering if one is mars.
Making the weather change.
it's a one hearted gift exchange.
Everytime is rains.
with the rain that drains.
feling the power inside you.
is that the real truth.
making the clouds beam.
making the clouds dream.
you won't forget.
 
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