Saturday morning you walked out my door
Hopes and dreams scattered on my floor
Holding our future is what I’ll do
There will be no me giving up on you
Let’s start something beautiful
And seal it with a kiss
I can hardly wait to hold you
And feel your warm embrace
How long must I wait
For your skin to touch mine
I look down to save face
For such a long time
I’ve wasted too much time
Making zig zag lines
I will have nothing less
For you and me are blessed
penned by Melvalean Thompson, 1990
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