Night falls like a curtain at a broadaway show
We are the audience sitting in the front row
Our hands touch and entwine
As if striving to suspend time
Seeking more hours in the day
For us to love and play
Twinkling lights appear
Making a gloomy eve disappear
Casting a world of magic everywhere
Raising the curtain on act two
Friday night me and you
Saturday and Sunday too
Hey baby my love is not an act
And that is a fact!
(030208,written by Soulmate)
Blow up your mind enjoy your fantasy
VM
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