Saturday, June 13, 2009

The Discovery

I look out for a hand to hold
to comfort my weakened heart;
to have a heart of gold
and to show me how to make a fresh start.

I spent all my time
searching for someone to hold;
when all along its you I needed as my prime
you're the only one that can make my mold

I found nothing to compare to what you do
my life and heart is at peace
with all my trust stored in you
now I know my happiness shall not cease

The pains and struggles I endure
make me fall to my knees and cry;
but I know that by your touch it can all be cured
so I talk to you and look to the sky.

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