Still You
when the magic is gone from the midnight air when there is no one to take your
hand
when you look around and you don't see anybody when the telephone stops
ringing when
the cubbarts are bare when the future isn't clear
Remember
I'll be your shelter from the pouring rain I'll be there I'll be your joy in the midst of
pain
I'll dry your eyes with my heart I'll keep you warm on a cold winter day my love for
you
will never go away and when you need a friend for what ever reason I'll always be
there
still.
Copyright@March2006
Copyright © Patricia Opel Jaye | Year Posted 2006
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