Sunday, January 13, 2013

Iraqi Girl Standing Near By Water Fountain Park

And we met the evil eyed,
And they saw us.
And never once did they think
To leave us alone.
And they talked about us,
My how they talked about us.
But our love,
Never changed at all.
And they talked about us,
My how they talked about us.
But our love,
Never changed at all.
And you'd travel, and I'd travel.
Many times, we would travel.
And our hearts would meet,
With every rising of the moon.
With every rising of the moon.
And you'd travel, and I'd travel.
Many times, we would travel.
And our hearts would meet,
With every rising of the moon.
With every rising of the moon.
And if our paths
Drove us apart,
The beauty of love,
Would bring us together.
And if our paths
Drove us apart,
The beauty of love,
Would bring us together.
And you'd travel, and I'd travel.
Many times, we would travel.
And our hearts would meet,
With every rising of the moon.
With every rising of the moon.
And you'd travel, and I'd travel.
Many times, we would travel.
And our hearts would meet,
With every rising of the moon.
With every rising of the moon.