just as life ceases to make sense, when it can seem so dark, dismal and down
you hold me - really really hold me
the day's ugliness and the feeling you never can get a break, buries you where you stand -
then i see you walk towards our truck and all is forgotten
you clear the clouds
you mend the wrongs
you lift my heart- ~
but who lifts yours?
who wipes away your fears?
who makes your heart sing?
let it be me
please let it be me
oh heavens above
i want it to be me
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