Saturday, October 17, 2009

The tide will change and the waves will fall.
And I'm swimming out, out alone.

The wind can blow and the storms can come.
And I'm standing in the rain, standing alone.

Can I take my time? Can I take my time?
To figure out what's right. I need some time. To get it right.

The snow will fall and the ice will build.
And I'm shoveling through, shoveling alone.

The time can change and the hours can pass.
And I'm waiting for life, waiting alone.

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