Far Out Of Reach..
I dream of you, lying there on the beach,
my beautiful angel, so far out of reach.
If I were the wind, I came caressing gently your face,
and I would try to held you tenderly in a warm embrace.
If I were the sun, I would try to melt your heart,
so you and me would never ever have to be apart.
If I were the rain, I would shower you with warm tears,
hoping that my prayers would reach your ears.
And if I were a grain of sand I would try to touch your skin,
so you could feel my burning love within...
my beautiful angel, so far out of reach.
If I were the wind, I came caressing gently your face,
and I would try to held you tenderly in a warm embrace.
If I were the sun, I would try to melt your heart,
so you and me would never ever have to be apart.
If I were the rain, I would shower you with warm tears,
hoping that my prayers would reach your ears.
And if I were a grain of sand I would try to touch your skin,
so you could feel my burning love within...
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| Auteur: Frans07 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 oktober 2003 | ||
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