I can't wait for the moment to come when that moon rises high enough! And all I have to do is reach under the stars for you to come crashing into my arms. Then the moon would lose half its beauty and I would be the only one to blame. Then you would choose all of your suitors but me, and I would be the one that was labeled insane. Where's your make-up losing grandeur. When I wake up he might have her. I could tell when you were smitten. Now she's gone and I am missin' for her.
As foretold in the desolate sand is where you'll find the desert rose. The only way to get across the wasteland is to ride on a Golden Chocobo. And once again I am caught in the wake of a heat wave, as the Ruby crushes my head. And once again Evan's calling me a cheapskate mega-elixirs to revive all the (*recently*) dead. Whisper, whisper in my ear girl. Say those words I long to hear girl. Tell me what it is you do, that makes me fall so in love with you.
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