Brown eyes and gold hair
sometimes I wish I could meet you there
there where life is not like this
would never hide a single kiss
Perhaps some place where you could be
that's not here, not him, not me
You would laugh and you would cry
you would smile, and make us sigh
You would be a happiness then
because before you it would all make sense
But here is not the place for you
I'm sorry, my sweetheart, but that is true
It may not be right, it is not fair
I'll never see your brown eyes, or your golden hair
A happiness you could be still
but that chance is lost
you never will
(13-09-2016)
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