Here Me Sing
By Walter Burns
the magic of a song from beginning to its end you can form a lover from once was just a friend I've been in love forever waiting in the wings while other poets wanting of songs they can sing this time I jumped in first heartfirst, unafraid I let you know at once how long my decision has been made I cannot recall before there was you inside my song I don't think I could even sing and if so I did it wrong I gained my voice inside for you the desire, eternal sprung and in the wings I fell to earth your beauty was always sung it's grand how a song can join hearts that were two the music is now fading never was dissuading hear me sing how I love you Written July 8th, 2001 © on Jul 08 2001 12:27 PM PST 0 • 8
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