When you raise your face upon me
then don't forget that I have a face too
let me shine upon you as you shine upon me
give me leave, yes, give me leave
to give you this moment of pure affection
I'm no miser, but a giver, I have to give
oh yes, more than trinkets
presents in abundance
They were in my hands, made them heavy
now empty, my hands are free
they lift like birds, nesting with you
standing there, heavy with all my gifts
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-06-18 23:54:39
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