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BE STILL
To your sands of time
My wandering feet came
A spark on the beach
Was quickly a flame
A feeling you got
When I went away
In the back of your mind
There'd come a day
When our feet together
Would wander the same sand
Going the same direction
Walking hand in hand
Maybe we'll fly
Maybe we'll cry
We'll never know
If we never try
When the sun shines
Is ours to create
Where we take it
Is our choice not fate
Answers lay waiting
Mere oceans apart
Feel your wings beating
Like my pounding hearttb
she's so lovely....
(04/05 ‘01)