a contract on my life©
So maybe i bore
you all with my pain,
but my heart's door
needs to open again just the same.
Right now it's closed for repair
waiting for mr.fix it,
but he's in heaven way up there
and only he can make it fit.
Fit just right to open
and let in any light,
but while i'm here i'm hopin
you can accept me with my plight.
Everyday he's working on the plan
for my major repair but till then,
my faith is in this dependable man
because of way back when....
When we met
we signed the paper,
i'll never forget
his signature:
I'll never leave you
for that would be a sin,
and this i promise too
i'll love you 4ever,Faron
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