I’ll cherish this chance meeting
(I may never pass this way again),
These moments, Love, are fleeting
(I may never pass this way again).
As gentle hearts keep beating
Consecrating lives in sun and rain
Unto the next I’m greeting
(I may never pass this way again).
Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 11:21 AM UTC
I’ll cherish this chance meeting
(I may never pass this way again),
These moments, Love, are fleeting
(I may never pass this way again).
As gentle hearts keep beating
Consecrating lives in sun and rain
Unto the next I’m greeting
(I may never pass this way again).
Woke up with this in my head, so I wrote it down as I had my morning coffee. This may have something to do with listening to Seals and Croft and the Eagles much of yesterday.
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