Wednesday, April 16, 2003

its funny how the memory can fade
but then i'm still reminded
when i
smell the rain
and i feel moved to kneel
and live it all again
and i try to kiss the river

and now i'm dying just to live again
and i'm longing,
waiting till the rain becomes a river,
swelling like a flood
so i can dive into the sweetest love
until i'm drowning, drowning in your life
until i'm living, living just to die
just like the river, rolls into the sea
so i surrender to the sweetest love
rolling over me.


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