Forever yours,
Forever young,
Forever yours, forever young.
Days fly by — mountains, tides;
Nights, white light, acorns, kites.
You paint me in light softly spun —
Forever moon, forever sun.
Forever young,
Forever yours,
Forever, forever young,
Forever yours, forever young.
I bloom in spring you recall,
A breath soft in summer’s fall.
Leaves, seasons, autumn, atoll —
I rest where the snow lies awol.
Oh — listen now to me:
Time will bend, yet youth remains;
In your arms, I’ll stay the same.
Forever yours, forever young.
So let me sing to you:
Forever yours,
Forever young,
Forever, forever yours,
Forever yours, forever young…
Echoes, bubbles, and streams,
In lullabies, watercolored dreams —
I am there between each hue,
Each brushstroke, each line —
Forever here, forever mine.
Paint me into all your skies,
Ink me where the silence lies.
I’ll outlast the hush of dawn —
Forever dance, forever song.
Forever yours, forever young.
You go on, I remain —
A thread, joy and pain.
You carry on, I stay —
A silhouette, a flash and a frame.
On your canvas, I will stay the same,
Signed in soot, kissed by blame.
Forever yours, forever young.
Oh — let me sing to you:
Forever yours,
Forever young,
Forever, forever young,
Forever yours, forever young…
…and my name is Livia.
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