My Fear
I woke without a dream
Only a bird at my window
He sang to me that song
Of clouds and how the wind blows
He told me of those tales
The tales of when he knew me
Back when I was young
And how stars were more than lovely
I sang to him a new song
And wept with just one tear
Then flew away to old tales
And lived without my fear
Only a bird at my window
He sang to me that song
Of clouds and how the wind blows
He told me of those tales
The tales of when he knew me
Back when I was young
And how stars were more than lovely
I sang to him a new song
And wept with just one tear
Then flew away to old tales
And lived without my fear
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