Ben Morritt - Fly With Me

Do you want to come fly with me,
To a place where we are alone.
We can lie hand in hand,
Whispering secrets into our ears.

No one will know.
It can be our hiding place.
For where we spend the moments,
Of happiness and cheer.

But times have changed,
Things must come to an end.
This once straight road,
Has now come to a bend.

I walk alone,
With my head held low.
What happened to you,
As i watched us grow

Ben Morritt

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