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Feb 2013
sometimes its the light at the end of the tunnel, that pulls me through the day
is it possible that, that light seems like it's lifetimes away?
waiting, hoping, dreaming of a time when you, my love, get to hold me and i get to call you mine
be my light to get me through my day, be the sun on a cloudy day
pull me through this storm and out of the rain,
let me dream, let me live, let me hold onto another day
don't let me go, hold on tight
make these insecurities take flight- far away to the point of no return
please baby, dont ever let me go
be my light, be my shooting star
be the wish i make when i closed my heart.
Kate
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