It's not too bad a picture of me? Though I was likened to the Phantom of the Opera just the other night. (I think she meant in other ways) I mainly used this picture for the beautiful smudge of morning light creeping up behind the castle. Feel free to focus on that bit.
The desperate cry of 'I will not fall out of love with you' haunts me today with renewed rawness, as much as ever it did more than fourteen years ago when I wrote it for someone I hadn't even met. Confussed? Look at the picture, listen to the song, find your own tomorrow.
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