When there's not much left, and your heart wants to say
much more, and all that's left is cynical,
I'll hold your hand.
I can't do more than that.
I have walked many nights to
reach you,
and perhaps,
I have further to go.
But now you know,somewhat,
how far I have come
and how much further my heart can go.
There's a song in this, and some-one will
sing it slow.
Hold my hand now,
it will always last.
Hold it fast,
it will touch and know
forever now.
It will touch and know
forever now.
No comments:
Post a Comment