Hear the cry of my heart
Let it come to your ears
sometimes I feel
so alone
sometimes forgotten
the way seems to be
more than I can see
and I find myself wondering
again..what will be
Could there be someone
a himself, just for me?
Is my longing a dream
or a simple fantasy?
Does that kind love really exist..
Or does it fade away
like the morning mist?
Some think it is a dream
That things aren't ever
really what they seam..
Maybe, or not for it matters only
That the one loves me
hears the cry of my heart
V W Loveday May 21, 2002 ©
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