By Jon Date: 2003 Mar 22 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.22.11.36.15843]] |
I lose my way and say things that aren't meant to be said but still you understand, and stand by my side until I see the light. I've been up all night counting my blessings and all I could count was you. I wish I could sing or write you a song but I wasn't blessed with the gift of a heavenly voice I wasn't blessed with the gift of pen either but I'm trying, for you. Sometimes, I can't help but cry at the thought that one day you will be having my kids and how long and complete my life is and will be with you. |