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My ChildWith a white piece of paper and a slightly worn pencilI draw of the future days of just you and I Without making a sound, I listen closely And before I know it I fall asleep with a smile I go to the top of the hill and I look down Amidst the wide and broad world I can see only you Just close your eyes and don’t move for a bit I erase a bit as my drawing is almost completed On top of the large tree and red roof There’s a small flower pot With two kids chasing behind I go to the top of the hill and I look down Amidst the wide and broad world It’s our one and only story Let’s fill a treasure chest full with our wishes And hide it underneath the tree that we chose The fairy tale of you and I Pretty picture unfolding in front of our eyes Hear the laughter of the happy children Smoke in the chimneys and seagulls by the sea You’ve given up on the dreams you’ve drawn Haven’t you, my love I go to the top of the hill and I look down Amidst the wide and broad world It’s just you and I Dreaming underneath the bright sun light It’s just you and I and the playful children The children and you and I Our fairy tale |