Sandy Shore
When I think of you my heart skips a beat
When I talk to my friend I forget how to speak
Thinking of us walking on the beach I just space out
Day dreaming of us
Walking down that sandy shore
Just holding your hand and being with you wanting nothing more
You take my breathe away each time we speak
The next breath is something i seek
But its hard to regain that next breath
but eventually i will find it some where in my chest
I am not wanting anything but you
Laying with you under the wide open blue
I don't want a diamond ring
I am not wanting anything
because you are the diamond
You are my love my life
dedicated to marscrap
by
loveforeverlivelongerposted on 06/14/2008
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