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ONE DAY

All the flowers that I’ve picked …

all the shells from the sea …

can never ever equal the love you gave to me.

Now as I stand upon this empty shore …

I’m wishing for your arms …

they can’t hold me anymore.

All the scrapes and bruises …

the long teary nights …

you comforted and guided me …

taught me … made me …

stand up and fight …

Now you can rest your tired and weary soul.

Your spirit soars with the sky …

you have stars to hold …

When the wind whispers, and the moon guides my way …

I’ll fall to my knees asking your Angel wings …

to lift me up … be with you … and pray …

Together again … ONE DAY.