The Cracks On My Surface

There may be fairies in the forests

There may be angels in the sky

There may be queens on other planets And little pixies in heavens up high

I am just a lonely mountain

With me there’s only you You’re the cracks on my surface And the gleaming light that passes through

The Cracks On My Surface

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