Beauty and the Loner
Have you heard the story
Of a certain lady
And a man run down
She was a brown-eyed beauty
With a wide eyed vision
And a heart so pure
He was an accidental loner
A thief with a conscience
And hands so fine
They met at the playhouse
On the second storey
Trading hands and hearts
Tell me what youre seeing
Better than what youve been dreaming,
All these days gone by?
Ive got a certain feeling –
No need for rules or reasons
Just our lives entwined.
And then the gates come crashing down
The wind stripped the tree
The river ran out
Before the morning light
The kings eyes were a watching
No girl o mines going slumming
With a mud stained hound.
The bridges were burned and broken
That early Saturday night
They could smell the smoke
This beauty and this loner
Looked across at one another
From the other side
I want to make a promise to you
I dont really know now
If I can keep.
No matter where the road goes
There will always be a heart beating
Just for you.
And then the gates come crashing down
The wind stripped the tree
The river ran out
Before the morning light
Now I heard shes a preacher
Talking about what went wrong
He became a leecher
Sucking at life right to the bone
Now youve heard the story
Of a certain lady
And a man run down
Amazing as always. *Sighs* I need to catch up on your entries! RYN-Thanks, your advice was appreciated. Yeah, something needs to happen because he is getting older and those teen years are fast approaching. I don’t want him filled with that teenage angst…although it may be to late. =) As a step-like parent I have had so much trouble. Sometimes I just want to take off running. Again, thanks. =)
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Again, very nice!
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