Searching for eternity, no other takes your place,
Theyíre all a dim reflection and none can match your grace.
Living for the dream, that one day you will be mine,
A foolish heart thatís full of hope, it is my only crime.
Honesty it is my shield, your love can be my sword,
But without you I am weaponless, my heart a racing horde.
My emotions overrun me, despair brings out my cries,
I fear Iíve lost my purpose, somewhere in your eyes.
By: Doug Morton
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