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"Visions"

Have I wandered to this place
To become poisoned by your face
I cannot deny my heart's beating
Althought my longings may be quite fleeting

I lose my grip in your fingertips
And my mind runs away in your lips

Waiting for the future in present's soft refrain
The past cannot be chosen, and neither can the pain
I hope in visions of you
I hope in visions of you

Others I have longed for it is true
Only to rush into them when they fall through

And I've denied my very being, the calling in my heart
But the man that you adore, he is set apart

I'd chase away my dreams for another glimpse of you
Please tell me that you love me too

Waiting for the future in present's soft refrain
The past cannot be chosen, and neither can the pain
I hope in visions of you
I hope in visions of you

A little stone house on the water I see
Therein lies a God, a girl, and me
We slip into our rest and we become free
Sitting by a fireplace, and grabbing our destiny.

By Nathan Cronk


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