When the world comes in to close
And I wish to flee
I need your arms to run to
To be wrapped in tenderly
When I feel that no one is listening
To anything I say
I need your ears to listen
And to hear you tell me it's okay
When I feel lost
And overwhelmed
And I'm not sure which way to turn
You are the rock that I lean on
And the strength
From which I learn
Apr 6, 2010
Apr 6, 2010 at 8:20 AM UTC
When the world comes in to close
And I wish to flee
I need your arms to run to
To be wrapped in tenderly
When I feel that no one is listening
To anything I say
I need your ears to listen
And to hear you tell me it's okay
When I feel lost
And overwhelmed
And I'm not sure which way to turn
You are the rock that I lean on
And the strength
From which I learn
Neva Flores *Copyright @2010
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