Saturday, June 26, 2004

one phone call

I sit at home saddened, alone
Waiting for a miracle, a ringing phone
A voice speaks it burns my ears
The love I feel leads to tears
I prayed, dreamt this day would be
She’s not all things but still too much for me
Laughing sweetly so my lips melt away
Smiling so deeply it surely must stay
I am far to lucky, this woman so grand
One phone call and I can hardly stand

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