The ghost of the stranger that visits me each night
Stands two steps behind me,for you're always out of sight
Oh how I long for you to take me by the hand
And bring me home, to our precious promised land
I am made of glass, You can see into my heart
But please don't fear, what you find from the start
It's just the shadow of the real me in your mind
You're bound by my love, but you're certainly not blind
A thousand conversations, connected that we share
Every thought and every dream. always made you so aware
Of the depth of my feeling..My deepest love for you
How I long to tell you ..sweet things, that are true
Stranger of mine, into your deep blue eyes I stare..
Looking for the seven wonders,that I am seeking there
In your eyes I hear music, to dance to in the night
For you're always there , my sweet stranger of delight
Tomorrow brings, whatever it can
It promises great love, to a woman and a man
There's not any choice, that we really have to make
We just have to embrace, all the love that we take
Softly, in the morning light I see a distant truth
We are allowed to offer love, our living proof
The proof of lovers, who strangers are, no more
Two strangers, who know.. love is worth waiting for..
written by Susan Jane Kahon
Medford Wisconsin
April 23 2003
ICYU
7:30pm
Recovered: Sept. 23rd, 2023
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