Saturday, August 14, 2004

Saturday Night

Starry sky all around.
But your face can't be found.
Black as night and
I need a friend.
Please take my hand
and lead me home.

You say you love me
but love can't be found.
I am down,
I need a hand.
I need, I need.

If just for a minute
I'd turn the mirror off me.
Maybe then I could see.

You are here with me.
New shoes, old friend, family love.
Flowers, long talks, hot shower,
and I smile.

A happy memory
and I smile.
And you smile back.
You can be found
I do feel love.

If just for a minute
I'd turn the mirror off me,
maybe then I could see.

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