I used to lie and wonder,
if there was a true love.
I wondered if God could even hear me,
if he listened from up above.
I knew that time was a virtue,
and things could and would change.
It just all seemed so useless,
with all the darkness, clouds, and rain.
Even though I waited long,
and traveled a tathered road.
I finally found that love,
and it is strong and very bold.
The moral of the story,
is to never give up at all.
Because behind all the cold hearts,
is a lover down for it all.
Copyright ©2006
Blondie
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