| The Confidant From thy place, on mounted throne Where Universe has its start And light endures as Sun has gone And ever great, thou art You smile down, on what you made So very long ago Nor does that smile ever fade As I am want to know Lord, I have always held A lasting love for thee And that love I know you have felt For, you beam with majesty Yet, I must confess to thee, Lord I have found another I ask you to forgive me, Lord Be to me, a father I must confide in someone Now, more than ever I need someone to call on For, Friendship has begun to wither Your noble servant, here on earth Asks with simple modesty That you show her mercy and bring her mirth And she shall always praise thee |
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