As a new dawn breaks
for me
I find myself dreaming
more
Knowing the future awaits
I wonder if I will find you
I wonder how it will come to be
Will I find you deep in my heart
Will I believe deep in my soul
You were always meant to be
My destiny
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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