I think of you alot
deserving your love not
wondering why your so silent
for so long and where I went wrong
I think of you alot
wishing to see you in all this pain
wondering why there is never no gain
The trials and storms keep spreading so wide
wishing you would wake and help me to unwind
The pleasure you give I just can't define
but I know you've been here I see the trails
of you touch inside me and the desire I find
So hear my words now Lord
help this to subside
take my hand and lead me on
to the land you promise when all this began
Hold me today help me to band
the pain inside my heart
so I can take this one stand.
Copyright:Betty Bolden
6-17-06
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