The Song

by Angel   Sep 14, 2005


That song played on the radio
And I thought of you
My special person
Who made my life complete

You said those words to me
And made me one in my own
You took my hand
And singled me out

The world disappeared
As your arms surrounded me
My own world was created
With a population of just 2

Your eyes shone down at me
And I knew nothing could be wrong
Perfectly formed
It was all for you

No more need to cry
For you were there
No highs or lows
Just being there was right

But when did it end
Or was it a dream?
But the song plays on
And life does not end.

(i don't know where in my head the came from but i was listening to a song and i just had to write.... it took me 2mins and i did not even think about it so i know its not very good but would appreciate any comments)

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