Monday, October 8, 2018

when the sun goes down..



Each change 
is another goodbye..
Doesn’t mean I’ll fall or that I’ll cry
I have learned to read between the lines..
I feel you in the empty 
I hear you in the quiet 
You are the rhythm that moves me 
stills me..
while life happens 
we keep grooving to our sound 
creating our own kind of tempo 
changes may come 
changes may go 
I will not fear
together we stand tall..
I know what love is 
And 
When the sun goes down 
You & I will still be found..



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