Sands
Time slips away, the sands of the hour glass falls lowThe day slowly ending, I pray for it to slow
"Heaven please don't let it go, I need her to know"
" That she's my river, my constant flow"
That she's the reason I open my eyes, when the sun rises
How everytime I see her, it's like a new surprise it's
Comforting to my soul, just to be graced by her beauty
I need her to know I'll love her forever, in life that's my duty
She must know, my hands were made to caress her face
My mind created to remember, never to erase
My arms to hold her forever, to never replace
My heart bleeds for her, and only for her is there space
These were the things, I asked heaven to do
To place these things upon her heart, and see them through
For these things I wish the day, never go
Because I need her to know, before the sands get low
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