Love has found me once again,
just like the touch of some lost friend.
And like a friend it speaks to me
and tells me of what I long to see.
The love has been here all the time,
and to this truth I have been blind.
You see it lives inside my heart.
It's been here from the very start.
That gift of love from Thy own mind,
has been in all of us we find.
Through all the troubles, joys and tests,
we find our love outlasts the rest.
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
Love has found me once again,
just like the touch of some lost friend.
And like a friend it speaks to me
and tells me of what I long to see.
The love has been here all the time,
and to this truth I have been blind.
You see it lives inside my heart.
It's been here from the very start.
That gift of love from Thy own mind,
has been in all of us we find.
Through all the troubles, joys and tests,
we find our love outlasts the rest.
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