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Concrete Slopes and City Lights
Walking with you sometimes hand in hand
It always used to be my plan
High Park was special, but not like that night
Where we walked and talked together on Tennessee land
I wanted to cry that night
I felt so entranced in you
Sometimes the words wouldnt come out
But I thank you for each and every fight
You taught me valuable lessons
About forgiving and forget
You reminded me how to be a Christian
And to never to regret
I must admit that I didn't know where to start
I thought slow as I walked fast
All I wanted was to get you back
It isn't like I could just take back my heart
Now that we had our walk
We had our talk
It is now time to act
The band played loud
I scanned the crowd
Until I saw your face
My beaufitul,
My lovely thing,
You are not filled with disgrace
I thank you so much
For being my friend
And for talking and walking those nights
Always remember
That when you need me
I'll be here,
I promise to come back for you again.
Yes...tennessee has a warm place in my heart as well...although other parts of it are covered in ice there. either way...great lessons were learned...great tears were shead...and the most rejuvenating time of my life happened right there. never have i been so close to what i wanted. it almost makes me cry to think of the memories i had there. that is one time in my life i would always wish to go back to and relive. i love tennessee and i love you for making it twice as magical.