Monday, March 29, 2010
Could I but see your face, my heart would leap within m chest. It would lift me to heights a little lower than the stars. Lord lift me, lift me. The words spoken from your lips fall on me like rays from the sun on a cold spring day. I could not live in this cold cruel world if your words did not fall in front of my eyes on my ears. I cannot survive on this spring day without the sun to warm my back.