Pass me a broom, let me clean the shards That we left in our unguarded hearts Open your harbors, Let my ships dock. Throw away your locks.
I'm sorry for all the sorrows and guilt I left For you to carry until your death I'm on my knees, I need forgiveness And I promise to do my best
And I wish we could float away Fly up to the heavens and start a new day. Where all of these troubles can fade in the rains And we can run across golden plains And your beauty will drive me insane
So forgive me We all make mistakes I need you to improve me Whatever it takes
Be beside me And we can live heart to heart...
A friend told me to publish this poem for him. I hope he can get on this site soon... P.S. I'm back!