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You're the drop to my tear,
The clouds in the sky.
You're the waves of an ocean,
The twinkle of my eyes.
You're the snow to the storm,
The cry to my plea.
You're the spring to flowers,
You're all of this to me.
You're the sands of the dune,
The lightening of rain.
You're the moon for craters,
The anger of my pain.
You're the glitter to gold,
The creatures of the sea,
You're a script to a play,
You're all of this to me.
You're the blood of my veins,
The sun so bright,
You're howls of the wind,
The lyrics I write.
You're the smile to my laughter,
The leaves of trees
You're the emotion to music
You're all of this to me.
The clouds in the sky.
You're the waves of an ocean,
The twinkle of my eyes.
You're the snow to the storm,
The cry to my plea.
You're the spring to flowers,
You're all of this to me.
You're the sands of the dune,
The lightening of rain.
You're the moon for craters,
The anger of my pain.
You're the glitter to gold,
The creatures of the sea,
You're a script to a play,
You're all of this to me.
You're the blood of my veins,
The sun so bright,
You're howls of the wind,
The lyrics I write.
You're the smile to my laughter,
The leaves of trees
You're the emotion to music
You're all of this to me.