On the prospect of love - I fear settlement
My heart dreams of romance and passion
To be swept away by love's gentle breeze;
to fall softly in caressing arms
Never to fear a harsh word or cruel intention
Looking forward to every break of day gleefully
The delicious comfort of contentment
My heart dreams of romance and passion
To be swept away by love's gentle breeze;
to fall softly in caressing arms
Never to fear a harsh word or cruel intention
Looking forward to every break of day gleefully
The delicious comfort of contentment
Written by Amy E. McCoy (5-9-06)
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