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Still You

when the magic is gone from the midnight air when there is no one to take your 
hand
when you look around and you don't see anybody when the telephone stops 
ringing when
the cubbarts are bare when the future isn't clear


Remember 


I'll be your shelter from the pouring rain I'll be there I'll be your joy in the midst of 
pain
I'll dry your eyes with my heart I'll keep you warm on a cold winter day my love for 
you
will never go away and when you need a friend for what ever reason I'll always be


there

still.





Copyright@March2006
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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