somewhere in my memory
there is a certain man i see
in my dreams he looks so real
his heart i always seem to feel
i always waited for the day
when he would come and take me away
to a very special place unknown
a world that we would call our own
i have known that he’s the man
the man for me, i call the one
and though i never saw his face
he always seem to know his place
beside me he would always sit
and hold my hand in a perfect fit
we would fly and soar so high
just i and him against the sky
and though i always hoped to see
his radiant face looking at me
but he would always hold me near
the beating of his heart i hear
and i’d forget about the rest
when he’d do what he does best
he kisses me and my heart leaps
i am convinced, this is for keeps
he holds my hand and we walk
around the park as we talk
sitting on our bench we watch
our world, our time, as we catch
the moments that we’ll always treasure
our smiles, our memories and our pleasure
this bench, this park, we’ll always find
our hearts that love will always bind
and so we sit and watch and stay
and collect what’s left of the day
when the sun has waved goodbye
i felt a sudden desire to cry
so i turned to him beside me
to kiss the face i long to see
but the darkness of the night is swift
and stole from me my precious gift
i know now that the man i want to see
who touched the very heart of me
is being called upon by destiny
to follow a path, away from me
even if close to him i long to be
i know i have to set him free
because this man i long to see
is probably not meant for me
for my bugger
susivienne
june 26, 2010
5:22 am
