Sometimes when the sun is rising
thoughts of you run through my head.
Remembering when you held me tight
and never let me go.
Sometimes when noon arrives
thoughts of you run through my head.
Remembering when we went out to eat,
games we played, and tickets we saved.
Sometimes when night comes along
thoughts of you run through my head.
Remembering when you took me out
to hold me close and tell me sweet things you wanted.
Your kisses I cherish and hugs I admire,
This reminds me of all these things.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Sometimes when...
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