Battlefield


Before my eyes you march,
Through the battlefield of my heart,
Will you help me with this internal struggle?
I wish to say...
I wish I could...
Tell you I love you.

I watch you dance,
Red ribbons flying,
All the while I'm trying,
To get the nerve to say,
I love you.

Touching hands,
As I help you stand,
I feel whole,
I feel close,
I feel love,
If only I could say,
How much I love you.




Last updated August 7, 2002 at 11:36 EST

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