Saturday, February 12, 2011

Wandering in the mist of love,
Saw your hand reaching in and out,
Disappear reappear hear your shouts,
What can i do to get you out?

Not knowing how to care,
Or may be you just lost your touch,
Now i know i cant do much,
May be a talk during lunch?

A bit here and there, Now and then,
Just find a little something to pair,
There's things i might can do for you,
To show how much i really care.

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