A Gift For Me
I love the way that your hair it falls into your face when you're speaking to me.
It reminds of the days of spring,new beginnings and a warm soft breeze.
You bring a gift for me,everytime that I see your face.
I can't believe that I finally found you,through all this worlds pain and misery.
You make me feel like I'm lost in a dream
You make me feel like I'm a child playing.
You bring a gift for me,everytime that I see your face.
Copyright © David Choulat | Year Posted 2005
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