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Mar 2010
See me in a white dress
On top of the hill
Find me in the sea of faces
On the midnight street
I'll stand in the topmost window
That only shows me you
Above all the nothing
This is where we'll meet.

While I know
One should not be defined
By another
I know better
That I do not exist
Unless I hold your hand.
This is why I wait endlessly
Why I love ceaselessly
It's all that pumps my heart
And I'll do all I can.

See me holding a piece of you
A piece of us
His tiny hands outstretched
And suddenly
I cannot exist
Unless I hold his hands, too.
Find me on the porch
In an army of trees
Let the wind blow you to me
From a lonely night -- reach high
Feel the sun on your hands
And know that they are what keep me alive.
Written by
Sarah Ellis
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