Monday, 15 April 2013

Going Home


One day when this journey’s ending,
And the sun is setting low,
You’ll come for me
And wait for me,
Where the wild blue waters flow.

One day when I’m old and tiring,
And this life is almost through,
You’ll lift me up and carry me,
To the peace that we once knew.

One day when this heartache’s over,
When the tears no longer come,
You’ll whisper softly in my ear,
My love, my love,
Come home.



bobby stevenson 2013

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