Oh, My Longing My Sorrow Be Gone
Oh, my longing my sorrow be gone
I am weak I am tired I am lame
I am waiting for a little of fun
Let me hear how she whispers my name.
Let me know that my vision is clear
Take my solitude off from my heart
Let me see she is close she is here
Do not let... do not make us apart.
Let my happiness rises a lot
over people and land over trees
Let me take let me find what I sought
Since this time I do not want to miss.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2017
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