9 de jul. de 2011

Breath in, breath out

I would hold the hand of the one who could lead me places,
And I would kiss the lips of the one who could sing so sweet,
And I would fly on the wings of the bird I knew would take me highest.
Breath in, breathe out,
You keep me alive,
You are the fire burning inside of me,
You are my passion for life.

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