Friday, September 16, 2011

Still I can't let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don't take what you don't need, from me 
It's just a drop in the ocean; A change in the weather 
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven 

Misplaced trust and old friends, never counting regrets 
By the grace of God I do not rest at all
New England as the leaves change
The last excuse that I'll claim 

-Ron Pope, A drop in the ocean