My Stranger
Oh stranger of my bitter sweet dreams
you are truely real, as real as me
Oh stranger you are finally here
holding my hand and drying my tears
You believe in me just as in my dreams
you pick me up each time I stumble
And cheer me on when all are silent
you truely do understand my agonized past
And long with all your heart to be my future
can you really be the man of my dreams
Or will you disappear the moment I reach out
you grab my hand and pull me close
Hold me tight and don't let go
you touch my face and look into my eyes
Looking through me as none before
you see my hear, my soul, my inner me
Oh stranger you are real, you are!
you chase my troubles away
As though an enemy to my soul
silence falls upon us as you whisper in my ear
Sweet words of love and peace, as if,
as if the Lord speaks gently through you
He has heard my pain and answered my cries
given me you and calmed my soul
I ask but on e thing gentle stranger
that you never leave me alone
You oh dear sweet stranger are my best of friends
A gift from above, an answer to my prayers.
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