comfort
Ev’ry night, wrap me in your arms
To be held close, oh to be
I only want you to hold me tight
And won’t you call me baby
Rather be a son, balm of my soul
You are my heartbeat, make me whole
I can’t breathe without you, surely drown
Not by my own strength, s’rrender s’rround
To be cherished by your own heart’s desire, what could be sweeter?
Comment by Sunsun — 25 May 2008 @ 8:44 pm