I can not see. I've lost my way making excuses day after day. But I see your hand and I see your smile. I feel your presence at every extra mile. You call my name when I walk away, you search my heart day by day.
viernes, 18 de diciembre de 2009
So take, these broken wings... I need your hands to come and heal me once again.. So I can fly, until the end of time.
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