Tác giả : Squirrel Nut Zippers
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Oh you come to me at twilight
The soft summer breeze, the sand
The waving hair
But how am I to know?
This feeling has no name
Each morning I dream of twilight
And wait for your glow
Down where the moonflowers grow
Far beneath the sea awaits a home for me