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By Me. Submitted by Randy1 Date: 2001 Dec 15 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.15.23.50.2251]] |
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Here in this desert, it is hot and it is dry. But I think you of my love, every moment there is a clear blue sky. Yes, every moment there is a sky above, I think of you honey, and I miss you and your fountain, your wonderful fountain of love. When the hot wind blows, and sand gets into everything that I own. I think of you my love, and that's all it takes, I'm never alone. No matter how dry my throat gets, or how intense the sun shines, no matter how many times that push come to shove, I am refreshed by your memory and your fountain of love. I pray for you, as you pray for me. Each night before I sleep. There is no mountain high enough, no river wide enough, nor is there an ocean too deep. I'll be with you, and once again, we will fit like hand and glove. Then one more time, I will take a drink, from your wonderful fountain of love. |