Love Is A Place

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there's spring in the air

they're sweeping the streets

wind is a breeze

the sun becomes her he agrees



what's holding up her face?

nothing but blue skies

passage ways to windows

that don't close



where do you live?

love is a place

where are you from?

She says, ask yourself ask anyone

what's holding up her face

nothing but blue skies

passage ways the mind's eye

contemplates