Thursday, March 17, 2011

The beginings of a song...

I'm a fighter baby... even when I lose, I've won
I'm a dancer honey...the rhythm strikes and I am gone
I'm a walker sweetie...watch me stride out that door
I'm a talker lover...round in circles and your done

You don't know what you've started
You don't know what you've begun
You could wind up broken hearted
You could wind up on your own

Your a gambler honey can't you see the dice have rolled
I'm a tall dark stranger...there's no telling when I'll go
Your a soft lit night on a starry summer's eve
I'm a harsh early morn...and a cold winter breeze

You don't know what you've started
You don't know what you've begun
You could wind up broken hearted
You could wind up on your own

You have lost your way and you ask me for a light
I will show you to the shadows and lead you to the night
You are holding me in the hopes that I will ignite
I'm a fluid less lighter and I'm dim candlelight...


You don't know what you've started
You don't know what you've begun
You could wind up broken hearted
You could wind up on your own

AL 3/16/2011

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