The Wind Is Calling My Name
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The wind is calling my name,
telling me to write.
The sun is shining in my heart,
with desire.
You're becoming everything to me.
How I wish that I could draw you an image of my dreams
when you're always with me.
Wishing that we could send kisses with the wind.
That we looked to the moon at the same time
just to feel each other hearts.
Wishing that you were here
so I could whisper I love you once and once again
This is my heart asking you to listen.
Wherever you are.
Written by: Emmanuel Ruisniemi
March 10, 2004
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