Bracing myself for a fiery conflict,
Keeping
my head down low.
Offering
a prayer to the man above,
Trying
not to let my feelings show.
Thinking
about you a half a world away
And
how I long to see your face,
Wanting
just to feel your tender touch,
Missing
your silk and lace.
People
said that we were never meant to be,
Said
that we would never last.
Your
Momma and your Daddy both agreed
That
we were moving way too fast.
But
they could never know your affect on me,
How
you cause my heart to race,
Or
how I close my eyes every single night
Dreaming
of your silk and lace.
And
it doesn’t matter if the world goes by
And
passes to eternity,
We
don’t have to wonder where or why,
You
and I were always meant to be.
There
will come a time, and it won’t be long,
I’ll
be coming home to you.
I’ll
leave these boots and battles far behind,
And
trade them for a heart that’s true.
I
won’t have to dream about your loving smile
Or
think about your warm embrace.
Huddled
close together every single night,
Touching
your silk and lace.
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