Donnerstag, 10. November 2011

Meet you



Hold on tight, my daughter,

hold on to me.

I'm cracking open that heart

for the joy to come out.


Let go, let go.

There's a treasure I hid for you

worth more than a thousand sun rises.

Shed the old leaves, my love,

and let me adorn you

I have a plan.


I'm not allowing the mourning to last

You are my chosen one

my pride and my prize.

I sing over you, can you hear it?


Let me lift you up

so you can whisper to me

I'm right there. And so excited

to meet you.

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