The Sorrow
When you have sorrow...
Let me take your hand...
When the heart is low...
All is not as it seems...
Half in the heart
Half in your dreams
All can change...
Especially the meaning
When you have sorrow...
When you fall...
I hear your heart, call
Your plight...
I will guide you in to the light
When you have sorrow...
I will take you close to me...
Painful things can go free
The heart cannot remain low...
For the sorrow, must go.....
It is hard,I know....
To let it go
The sorrow....
The breaking too
The heart will begin to glow
For love never left you
It never left me
I was always there, you see
Wanting to set you free
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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