Friday, 6 May 2016


I have often walked down this _street___ before,
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before.
All at once am I several stories high.
Knowing I'm on the street where you live.

Are there lilac trees in the _heart__ of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour out of __every__ door?
No, it's just on the street where you live!

And, oh, the towering _feeling__
Just to know somehow you are __near__ ;
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly __appear__ !

People stop and _strare__ . They don't bother me,
For there's nowhere else on Earth that I would __rather__ be.
Let the __time __ go by. I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live

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