I look toward morning
a new day is dawning
My yesterdays pain
has left like the rain
My tomorrows are never today
they are the dreams of yesterday
I wait on the morning
quiet and mourning
Ive lost in the night
the desire to fight
My love has endured
amidst the horror of war
Where once there was singing
my voice has been silenced
Among the thorns I lay
where no rose is today
Along with the Dawn
shall my new song come
My petals will bloom
amidst the ruins of fear
For my strength has returned
with the love of my life
I am a rose in December
the rarest of finds....
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 08.06.2010
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