lost and then found
Wake me up I'm not dreaming?
Is she there an Angel walking among men
A dream of brown eyes and black hair
Could it be a miracle trying to to reach inside my heart
And if I fade from transgression
It would be a fools gambit in the end
But the glory we share as partners did not last forever
Still I cherish the moments that we had were good
They say it must have a spark
But people grow into adults when there children
Some are scared and some have fury
But at least I had her love for a moment
And though I'm mad
I might blow off steam
I still love her from the bottom of my heart
And broken my heart is from the loss I feel its time to go
Is she there an Angel walking among men
A dream of brown eyes and black hair
Could it be a miracle trying to to reach inside my heart
And if I fade from transgression
It would be a fools gambit in the end
But the glory we share as partners did not last forever
Still I cherish the moments that we had were good
They say it must have a spark
But people grow into adults when there children
Some are scared and some have fury
But at least I had her love for a moment
And though I'm mad
I might blow off steam
I still love her from the bottom of my heart
And broken my heart is from the loss I feel its time to go
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