This Place

I love this place
The sights, the sounds, the feel, the way
The weather likes to change
And no two days are quite the same

I love this place
Concert halls and dim cafes
How the moon will wax and wane
And no two nights are quite the same

The sound of laughter, love that’s true
A stranger’s smile, a baby’s coo
Just knowing I’ll be next to you
The whole night long

Fireworks and sassy saxaphones
How the sunlight sparkles up the snow
Rush of wings when the wild geese take flight
Those little fireflies
And gazing in your eyes
Your eyes

I love this place
The spirit of the human race
Carving out a dream
And rising from adversity

The sound of laughter, love that’s true
A stranger’s smile, the artist who
Imagined that the sky was blue

And how the light would fade
And the end of the day
For a dazzling view of the glorious Milky Way
By what hand of grace
Are we spinning around I don’t know
But I love this place
Spinning around and around
I love this place

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