North star... Polaris... Guiding light;
Rudder and wheel... The wind in my
sail;
Holding my ship on a steady
course...
Never to deviate...
Never failing to be there
Beside me when others forsake;
Always giving much more than you
take
In this dream we term life;
This magnificent dream,
Gliding serene
Leaving joy in its wake.
Is there any wonder I need you so?
Is it any surprise that we've
lasted this long?
Is it grand obsession that holds us
together,
Or simply the comfort in love grown
strong.
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