Sometimes I wonder
Just who I am
When so often the world
Gives a hard body slam.
And time after time,
Or so it seems
The world destroys my every dream.
How many rivers
Must I forde today?
How many mountains
Must get in my way?
How many times
Must I run into a wall?
Until “I give up” is my final call.
But when it gets crazy,
When I get tense
I look to you
To help it make sense.
A place of calm
A place to play
A place to get everything
Out of the way.
A place to smile
A place to renew
Is what I have found
When I am with you.
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