I'M Waiting For the Sunset
I'm Waiting For The Sunset
A soft breeze makes me feel alive
As I walk the weather beaten path
To the lonely hills
This isn't the life I lived before
For I am something new and something fresh
An icy glass of refreshing water
A bird hops along the ground
Its wing is broken and its eyes are empty
A shadow of glory
Finally I rest on the hill
And finally I can hear over the sound
Of my frantic heart beat
A soft breeze makes me feel alive
As I watch the sun walk the weather beaten path
To the lonely hills
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2009
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