By Thea Vandoorn |
Love Is it the way I feel? Touch, think, caress, Could it be the way I speak? Is it a state of mind? The mind, is it the way I feel touch, think, or see Could it be the way I speak? Is it my brain or my heart? The way, I love, feel, Touch, think, caress, Speak, or see my mind, My heart, my brain, it is me.
Can anyone love, too much? By Thea Van Doorn My child I am so proud of you, Soon your own way you will find. My child, the world can not be good enough. I am so afraid to let you go. Can anyone love too much? My child I am so proud of you, You are straight honest and strong, My brain explodes, my heart pounds. I am so afraid to let you go. Can anyone love too much? My child I am so proud of you, You are so kind and understanding. I can not calm the stormy sea, I must not cling I will let you go. Can anyone love too much? |
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