Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
Tomorrow I'll miss you
Remember I'll always be true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home every day
And I'll send all my loving to you

I'll pretend that I'm kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will come true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home every day
And I'll send all my loving to you

All my loving, I will send to you
All my loving, darling I'll be true

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When I was young
Lying in the grass
I felt so safe
In the warming bath

Of sunlight
Of sunlight

Vast open sky
Could do no harm
Like an embrace
From mother's arms

In sunlight
In sunlight

In sunlight
In sunlight

With every year
That came to pass
More clouds appeared
'Til the sky went black, and there was

No sunlight
No sunlight
And there was

No sunlight
No sunlight
Anymore

And it disappeared at the same speed
As the idealistic things I believed
The optimist died inside of me

No sunlight

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i'm filled with this bone-deep weariness. from what exactly i can't really put my finger on it. its something that even large amounts of sleep can't cure. i slept, woke up, ate dinner, fell asleep again, woke up, and before even i got out of bed, fell asleep again. its definitely a form of escapism. but from what really? i have nothing to escape from here..

i need to dance. to restore that peace and calm inside of me. to return to a place where it is simple. and while i want to do latin next year and compete. a part of me really just aches for what that started it all. ballet and contemporary dance. i don't like how so many ppl do latin here because of the wide support there is for it, how its cool, or sexy. despite not bothering with it in the past. shrugs. too many faces. i want to stop hiding behind a partner, or to constantly rely on someone..

resolution for the new year. dance. i miss the freedom and flow i felt doing modern/lyrical.