it's not just the wind that you hear
late at night whispering through your door
so stop your sobs and forget what you fear
its just the man trying to reach your core.
he's guiding you along
willing to take your hand
he tries to take away the wrong
showing you the good in this green earthed land.
so if you ever feel a velvet whisper on your cheek
do not fear, it is only him soothing you
he's only trying to prove you wrong, that you aren't weak
he'll always be there for he is the bonding glue.
Mar 21, 2010
Mar 21, 2010 at 4:49 PM UTC
it's not just the wind that you hear
late at night whispering through your door
so stop your sobs and forget what you fear
its just the man trying to reach your core.
he's guiding you along
willing to take your hand
he tries to take away the wrong
showing you the good in this green earthed land.
so if you ever feel a velvet whisper on your cheek
do not fear, it is only him soothing you
he's only trying to prove you wrong, that you aren't weak
he'll always be there for he is the bonding glue.
alisonmatthews2010
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