The Promise

The words will nevermore be spoken
The vow I swore was never broken
The gift I bore was but a token
of the feeling that I cling to

Kneeling here I lay before you
All my dreams - How I adore you
Healing waters to restore you
Eternal love is all I bring you

As the future looms before us
A choir of angels to implore us
I refuse to join the chorus
A single note is all I sing you

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