| make this be okay |
| i saw him standing there wearing the cross standing so proud, so tall so silent consumed by his presence i dont know what to feel i cannot get enough his smile said i was welcome touch me- i think back upon my past hold me- as i long to have a future love me- id trade a lifetime for one moment show me- how to make this be okay still standing there as i walk away can one moment ever be enough? he told me that he loved me so why are we so far apart? |