Window seat
I let out a sigh yet again, As you pass by our room's window pane I guess I just can't stand a say That you haven't passed my way So I sit at the farthest end of the room And I wait for the time you'll pass along. Maybe that's why I really like this period And going to Drilon's everyday I will approve For I know I get a chance to see you This heart's longing I can't subdue Everyday, I look forward to seeing your face And the lonely sight of you is like Heaven's.
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