She matters when everything is meaningless
She doesn’t see her beauty
She tries to get away
Sometimes it’s just that nothing seems worth saving
I can’t watch her slip away
We’ll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I’ll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
November 9, 1999 was a special, special day. I remember it vividly. I will never forget it. It was a beautiful, balmy, 22º C, sunny autumn day … and seems appropriate 10 years later we are eerily having a very, very similar day. I’ve said it before, many, many times … and will do so forever … Lily – I love you!!
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