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heavenly homes
The stars are burning And the moon is shining bright, The world is turning underneath This canopy of night... Somewhere tomorrow warms the distance With the light of dawn You yawn, my love Your eyes are growing tired The dawn must come although we will deny it I'd like to hold you here Beneath these clouds of darkest blue It could be a million years Before the day comes creepin through, But in the meantime Let the moonshine shine I'm fine my love, but tell me How are you...? You know that in the end it all comes true... Heavenly homes are hard to find, Heavenly thoughts in heavenly minds Are not the world's design 