Julie Moore


The opposite of love is not hate. It's apathy. You're the color of the sky reflected in each storefront windowpane. You're the whispering and the sighing of my tires in the rain. You're the hidden cost and the thing that's lost in everything I do And I'll never stop looking for you. When we come to the place where the moon and the sky collide Throw me over the edge and let my spirit glide They told me I was gonna have to work for a living when all I wanna do is slide I don't care where we're going from here, honey, you decide

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