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By ~Harem~ Date: 2001 Aug 05 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.05.10.51.26672]] |
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Words are only sounds in the air They really mean nothing if you don't care I'd rather see love, in its active form Than the three little words inside your poem Help me, hold me, go out of your way It's the things that you do, not what you say Give me forgiveness, when I am wrong Hold out your hand, when I'm not feeling strong Weep by my side, when I need to cry Give me your wings, when I need to fly When the road gets real rough, stand by my side Be there when others, give up and hide I'll do the same, and sacrifice too Give you my heart, in all that I do I'd rather see action, that shows that you care Words really mean nothing, just sounds in the air ~ |