Friday, April 9, 2010

Musical Story

I wanted you to know that I love the way you laugh
I wanted to hold you high and steal your pain.
I know you're standing there always waiting for me
to take us back down on the other road.

And now this is my life
it’s not what it was before.
For we are here, so far away
and this is the smile
that I’ve never shown before.

Looking out the back door
as the morning light slowly
moved across the bed.
I discovered that you were beautiful.

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