In the stillness of the night
I come to you dressed in virgin-white
I lay my hand upon your chest
And kiss your soft lips
You wake to find me leaning over you
You pull me into your loving embrace
And in the night we make sweet love
With only the moon shinning above
Upon the morning, you wake to find me gone
As if it were just a mere dream
I am now a woman who has found her song

 
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