By Original Work
Sweep %s with me tonight,
We dipping low gilded hall,
With dreams of love in our hearts,
And eternally yours.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So dipping low and pray, friends,
With dreams of love filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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