The One
Facing another summer nothing to look forward to
Until the 18th June the day that i met you.
Each day in a trance time passing me by
Laying in bed each night wanting to cry.
Then i met you the 18th of June
I new good things were coming to me soon.
My demons holding me back keeping me in the dark
Then i met my angel standing before me in the park.
Shining light on my face chasing away my shadows
Giving energy to life like the sun rays in meadows.
Copyright © Luke Baker | Year Posted 2007
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