By Wandering in C flat
Date: 17 December 2000
trust
lay your head upon my lap
and i will give what warmth i can
trail my fingers though thy hair
whisper all the nonsence words
for you jus to take heart in voice
adjust my tone to the beat of your heart
drift my fingers to the rush of life
as it slows in your viens
hold you as sleep does take
to a better place in dreams
while i watch over you
for a time know peace
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