| A Box Of Kisses I have a little box... Its full of little stuff... lots of little memories... My secret dreams... My long lost love... Something snatched away... A single day, along the way... My heart torn apart... Darkness did desend... My love did never end... Around the bend life goes on... And on and on... I carry the little box, Wherever I go... Its traveled far you know... I have a little box... Its full of little stuff... lots of little memories... My secret dreams... My long lost love... Have you ever seen the dove fly, A symbol of peace, brings a tear to my eye... Will I find that peace? Can I walk away and not look back..... The memory that I carry... A mother cant let go... I flew like the crow... Black and mean... It was not what I ment to be... It was just the way I was... I would trade the crow for the dove...if only... If I could be the dove...if I could love... If I could find peace |
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