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| Wait For Me, My Love Wait for me, my love, I'll make it home, that's for sure, months will be but hours to count, then mere seconds til I'm at your door. As I walk each lonely step, on this journey so far from you, I pretend that you are with me, and we're together, we two. Wait for me, my love, and keep our home fires alight, for the thought of you and home, keeps me going through each lonely night. Just knowing that you'll be there, when I return to our homeland shores, is what I count on the most, my love, and never forget, I am forever yours. by Roland Ricker copyright 2005 Roland Ricker |
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