My dreams, my tears, my hopes, my fears. Yearning love I immerse. My world in a verse
Monday, November 21, 2016
Our First Christmas
© 2016 Mark Cote
tomorrow lady and yesterday man
walking today
walking hand in hand
looking forward she builds up his dreams
and all of his anguish she knows what it means
(chorus) our first Christmas
not the gifts we're sharing
it's the way that we're caring
you're a gift to me
I'm a gift to you
summer snowflakes melt a hardened heart
turning teardrops to a work of art
and she don't care that his life's been scarred
she just says "I love you how you are"
(chorus)
she's got her baggage she's been there before
that chapter has ended
she's opened the door
together they'll learn
to look for the fun
on this ride of life
before it's all done
(chorus)
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