riser
i glimpse the future there,
just beyond the trees.
sunlight upon my face,
and the wind a loving breeze.
i never thought it'd be this way,
i never dreamt you'd really stay,
but, secretly,
always hoping for just such a perfect day.
~
i glimpse the future there,
just beyond the trees.
sunlight upon my face,
and the wind a loving breeze.
i never thought it'd be this way,
i never dreamt you'd really stay,
but, secretly,
always hoping for just such a perfect day.
~
Posted by norcalcyclingnews.com at 12/07/2005
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