the gentle tidemay turn intoa raging wave but not you my love, dreamsmay turninto nightmares but not you my love, wounds may hurtand becomelasting scars but not you my love, love may fade awaybut i believeyours won’t no, not yours my love, some may losea battle, go homewounded but not you my love,never really youforContinue reading “Not You, My Love”
