One More Day.
I had known from the start
we could not be apart
for if so...
The sky would be dim, and life become grim
The pain dances freely, that is it's whim.
and so...
I sit in this place, and consider a fate
Is there redemption or is it to late?
and then...
I see that last light, the spark in the night
Is it you or one more last fright?
and i see...
You were always there, you heard all my cries
I just needed to look and to open my eyes.
Copyright © Patrick Bird | Year Posted 2008
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