Waiting
She's sifting through the sands of her heart.
I'm trying to find where I stand.
She's trying to mend a lost love.
I'm trying to lend a hand.
Restless I gaze at the stars above.
Then I wish upon one just for love.
Will love come again?
Will it be a friend?
It wanders through my mind love I may never find.
I still wait for the day love comes my way.
Copyright © Tyler Jones | Year Posted 2010
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