I'd like to be a light bulb
Hanging from the ceiling of Your bedroom
I know I'm not the Sun, but though
I'd like to shine
Shine on You
Watching You getting undressed
After a hard working day
Watching You when reading Your book
Watching You when staring at yourself at the mirror
Guiding you away from Your bad dreams
And even if You turn off the light
I want You to know
I'm still there, hanging from the sky
Prepared to give a little light
When You need me
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Like an "In Your Room" scene... - but without despair, hate...
This is love.
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