Friday, July 22, 2011

Amos Lee

My heart is a flower
That blooms every hour
I believe in the power
Of love

Well this lonesome meadow
It's soft as a pillow
Oh I pray that we'll go back
To Love

I'm going to reach on up over that fear
Whenever I'm alone won't you please be near
I know that darkness before the dawn
Tomorrow's coming and yesterday's gone

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