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ERICA
CORBO
Cloud 9
Sunbeams are filling the sky
It’s got me wondering why
My days are so blue
When you would be true
To me, We could be on Cloud 9
You look at me, and you say
‘I’ll love you through all my days’
I know that it’s true
But I’d rather be blue
My love for you I can proclaim
You are frustrated and sad
Only when we touch are you glad
But that’s not my style
I wish that you’d smile
And tell me it isn’t so bad
That’s not your job, this I know
But I wish your mean words would go
I know that you’re sad
But it’s all not that bad
And you are the star of your show
Our love flows even and calm
It’s not like passion, so strong
This could be healthy
Are we meant to be
Happy ever after all
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