I laid down my head,
Down I lay my head.
Cought up my breath
Scorning my faith.
I shed tears not I regret
But more I am trying to forget.
Touched my cheek, my wet pillow
There knew I feel so low.
To him back I turn
And worry in he burn.
Close he came to me
And I set myself free.
Pulled me close, so close he is
Could hear the bundle of his.
Wet my lips and raised me up
I lost in his close-up.
Took my hand, took me for ride
Where love and only love bide.
Slowly both high and low we glide
And he held my hand with pride.
We ride and ride an ride
By the edge and the side.
Promising till death to fight
And again we went for our next ride….
RIDE TOGETHER
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