Holding your hand
I will hold your hand in the morning and let you guide me into a bright new day and through the soft rays of the raising sun I will walk with you... and pray Enchanted by the marvel of your love I will shade my eyes from the light of your soul as I do from the sun itself and instead of being blinded by its glow I will relish the subtle tones of pink and blue that color my life, since I have you When noon comes and shadows disappear, and the pavement burns, so will my heart burn with desire for... Sign in to see full entry.