Some…



Someday I'll come to see you, and look into your eyes…
When I find the courage, to see your face, and forget the hurtful lies.
Someway I always tell my self, there will be a time for me…
But lately all that happens here, makes that hard to see.

Somehow I keep on wishing, that you are happy now…
And many are the times at night, when memories are too loud.
Somewhere I know there is a heart, that is looking just for me…
And that is where I'll find my peace, and she will help me see.

Sometimes I think the world's too large, and the horizon too far away…
But hope and love, within my heart, help me make another day.
Something has come to me this night, and helped me understand…
That someday, someway, somehow, somewhere, and something's are in my hands.

Ron Walker October, 1999

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