Wisps

If you build me a house made of paper

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Will you hold my hand just for a moment
In that carousel up in the sky
The song that it plays
Makes me long for the days
In the hot summer Fourth of July

The music box slowly will open
Ballerina spinning within
May she dance on her toes
Dressed in ribbons and bows
Surrounded by baubles and gems

If you build me a house made of paper
Or maybe a castle of sand
When the wind and the sea
Take them away from me
I’ll still have their memories in hand

We could lie in a field of clover
Laugh as the clouds roll on by
In the blink of a kiss
The sun cease to exist
Replaced by the stars in your eyes

I long for the time we are together
To fill the time we spend apart
In the caverns of us
I hear echo a voice
That stills in the beat of my heart….