It gives me a little hope,
When there's more to hold onto than a rope,
As you're climbing through each day,
Searching for the right to stay.
It gives me a little smile,
Knowing you want to stay awhile,
For I am not perfect in anyway,
And I don't wanna lead you astray.
It make me feel a little fortunate,
I am going to leave the rest to fate,
For I don't wish to ruin this,
There is nothing I want to miss.
It makes me feel a little confident,
To think that I could represent,
The happiness you need and deserve,
I don't want to be your reserve.
Monday, 14 June 2010
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