| Aware of newness, a caress from a lonely hand touchs another, in ways that would melt ice Passion conquers shyness, between a woman and a man when two broken hearts, collide in the night "Where have you been, all of my life" only words spoken, after hours, that mountains have been moved And like Tiffany glass sweet broken past she made everything all right tonight and I, can only hope for another night like tonight...tommorow Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved By Author |
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