Just a million miles more to the moon
To the-
Ocean swells at my feet.
And hope is my pillow
While I sail into the sunrise
Into the-
Window that I stare out.
It's raining again...
Hope is my umbrella,
Spread itself over my head
But I look up
And it's a million miles more to the moon
To the-
Salty breeze that steals away my dreams
Under the cover of darkness.
Just remember to hope
With all that you have in your chest
There is so much-
So little time
To dream
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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I hope a bulb on your windowsill will bloom!
I tell myself to dream
and hope
then ask
myself "Why? "
Another sun
I rise to seek
leaving shattered
dreams
behind.
"Why?"
again
I ask myself...
tis simple
in the end...
I believe.
May your light burn bright with love and laughter deep within.
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