When your heart finds
That perfect joyful beat.
When your sensory horse goes galloping across
To find Him, the Master.
And when you find Him, your eyes paint Him
Gently, frame by frame.
Only to realize, He's spun out of air.
Oh. Is Love a mirage?
That perfect joyful beat.
When your sensory horse goes galloping across
To find Him, the Master.
And when you find Him, your eyes paint Him
Gently, frame by frame.
Only to realize, He's spun out of air.
Oh. Is Love a mirage?
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