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Jul 2015
You promised me the sunlight
To brighten all my days
You promised me your special love
Your gentle, caring ways.

You promised me the moonlight
A setting for our kiss
A smile resting on my face
Enraptured in this bliss.

You vowed to give me hope and joy
And love's fulfilling grace
The sea would hold our dreams alive
Each wave would keep the pace.

Well what became of moonlight
And where's that wild sea
And what became of you, my love
And what became of me?

I only want you close to me
Your arms around me tight
I only want your gentle words
To comfort me at night.

But then those words were never true
Promises made of air
I'll run across the sand alone
Knowing you won't be there.

The empty beaches look so sad
Next to the tranquil sea
And what became of you, my love
And what became of me?
Written by
Vernon Waring  72/M/King of Prussia, PA
(72/M/King of Prussia, PA)   
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   Kelley A Vinal
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