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BuddyParaiso

on Dec. 27, 2011

Who are you, are you a flower that grows on the hillside,

Catching my eye with a rainbow of color,

Hopelessly lovely and wild as the moon,

You smile and I wonder, who are you

Are you a statue inside a museum

Drawing me closer with eyes like the ages,

Unable to love for you're made out of stone

I look in your eyes I see nothing but mystery

There's so many things I've been longing to ask you

Who are you and what have you done with my heart

Who are you, are you a season, a lifetime an hour

Will you be there when the sky turns to winter

And if I should love you, Will you love me too

Who are you


(Who are you - Bill Cantos)