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A Moment Of Heaven
Driving top down in my weathered purple convertible
The starry blanket of night wraps us in tender embrace
The biting chill of winter air surrounds us
As a soft piano ambiance drifts lazily from the stereo
Parked in our favourite spot on that old country back road
We tilt our seats back and hold hands
We gaze into the crystal clear night sky
Naming the constellations
The starry blanket of night wraps us in tender embrace
The biting chill of winter air surrounds us
As a soft piano ambiance drifts lazily from the stereo
Parked in our favourite spot on that old country back road
We tilt our seats back and hold hands
We gaze into the crystal clear night sky
Naming the constellations
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