"I'm not ready for a home he says"
Wendy Mitchell 1981 (West Liberty)
As I wait for my Prince of shinng armer for many years to come it's going to fade into my soul of hurt I'm afraid to love the one I love because it allways runs away or afraid of me or scared of me or beats my pure soul of love I'm waiting for you still to return to me to open up my black heart of tears of sorrow only love can cure me I'll never break your heart of hearts the prince on a white stallion will come save me from this black rose of hate in my mind of things I have lost in my mind as he sees my pure soul he sees me as I am and trust to Break the spell and it will leave knowing that he truly loves me and will never hurt my broken heart please mend my soul you have been there for me as long I have known you inside my broken heart of pain I'll not harm you in any ways I'll never cheat your heart I'll be with you until the world turns into dust and burns up the love we have will keep standing in the gap of my mind because you are all I see when I wake up when I sleep you are the one I want I'm so blessed to have you in my life of tears of falling golden tears of heaven we need to live to love each other we need to live as love never fades away in your soul keep burning the flame until it gets higher as a flame burning into the heavens storms let love burn like a wild weed that won't go out because love last forever
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Submitted by wendy_m on October 19, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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