I see your eyes,
brown-eyed mysteries.
Like little windows,
your soul, I see.

I see your smile,
I love your lips.
Love is like luck,
just count the pips.

You take me by the heart,
when you take me by the hand.
I can't live without you,
don't you understand?

I need your comfort as,
I walk this long hard road.
I need your shoulder to cry on,
or I'm going to explode.

I see your face,
on my wall, in my dreams.
You're everywhere in me,
so wonderful, it seems.

I hold your hand,
you hold my soul.
I need you darling,
protect me from the cold.

You take me by the heart,
when you take me by the hand.
You've taken me by the soul,
don't you understand?

I need your guidence,
as I leave this damning place.
You're my own personal angel,
thank you fo showing me grace.

11/29/2003

Posted on 11/29/2003
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