I look out the window of the bus as it travels down the highway
On to a brand new life, a brand new home, a brand new day
As I gaze at the scenery that passes me by
I take one small moment and let myself cry
I’m crying tears for the life I’m leaving behind
All my family and friends, they say I’m being blind
To have known the man, for such a short while
And to claim you love him, are you senile?
True love, they laugh at the notion, you don’t even know him they say
They don’t understand, or feel what I feel, how could they
As sure as the sun sets in the west
I know that for me he is the best
An angel sent to me from God in my great time of need
Try to understand, just support me I plead
On to a new life, a new home, a new love a new day
To the arms of my sunshine, that’s where I’ll stay
Monday, June 30, 2008
Mind Ripper - Chapter 3
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