Friday, May 12, 2006

Gimme the reason

Looking beyond what i see..
I find you standing in my way...
The westerly wind flowing ..
Makes the hairs in the air sway.....

I still find no reason for your presence....
Are you going to walk with me.....
I fear....
I will lose you to the vast sea...

Gimme the reason....

if its your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile

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