Wrong.
JOANNE;Wants
Ice cream
She's done something wrong
Her future seems bleak
(Elaine blocked her on MSN?)
She needs more time
She's scared
Her conscience pricks
Every minute of every day
Can she run away forever?
Or will she face the music someday
Understanding, that's what she needs
Love, to hold her with
Don't let go
Take her hand
Every little step of the way
Let those three words not be spoken but
Let them be felt from within and in the air
"Yes, I will run the race.
Oh let me live in the glory of Your grace."
Undeserving as I am
She sometimes thinks she likes you.
She smiles when she thinks of you.
She dreams you're in her future.
But this is all so wrong.
posted by jallyre @ 12:15 AM
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