Now the pictures that you left behind;
Are just memories of a different life;
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry;
And one that made you have to say goodbye..
What I'd give to keep my fingers running through your hair;
To touch your lips, and to hold you near;
When you say your prayers, try to understand;
I made mistakes, I'm just a man..
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near;
When he says those words you've been needing to hear;
I wish I was him, coz his words are mine;
To say to you till the end of time...
-always-
Saturday, July 08, 2006
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