Monday, April 5, 2010

The Levee edge

She will be there,
And her voice is calling me.

She can see,
I'll leave it again for her.

And I see her,
Like a vision in a scary haze.

When I hold her,
I won't leave her again.

Oh... When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
Then I'll say,
That I leave it today.
When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
I will know,
My way back again.

Once I saw her,
Through the doorway at the end.

Then I knew,
The time to meet, comes again.

And I reach out,
To the broken windowpane.

And I step on,
As the levee breaks.

Oh... When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
Then I'll say,
That I leave it today.
When I'll be there,
On the levee's edge,
I will know,
My way back again.

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