Stranger At Dawn'

Woeful at night 

Drowning in darkness I cannot see

That love is a song

Deep inside of me ...

Terror and chills creeping down my spine

I look around to no avail

No friend to call mine ...

I sigh ...

Weighing decisions heavily

As
I remember what it took to get here ...

Friend or Foe' 

Stranger in the night

Will you hold my hand

As
We walk into the morning light ...?
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