I look into your eyes and I see a gleam of light.
Your heart is opening up to things that might.
You mind starts spinning, giving you a fright.
You cannot contemplate what could be insight.
I am waiting for you to be my white knight,
but you run away as with stage fright.
Your past haunts you and holds on tight.
When you are ready, I will be your guiding light.
Written By Lori Sims
I am waiting for you to be my white knight,
but you run away as with stage fright.
Your past haunts you and holds on tight.
When you are ready, I will be your guiding light.
Written By Lori Sims
Posted on 09/13/12
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