Take My Hand
Take my hand. Guide me to where you are.
I want to feel your heart beating even if I know you are already far.
Will you still know me? Or even remember me?
I pray to God to give you that memory.
I look up at the beautiful sky.
I know I can reach it if only I can fly.
So, I lie in wait and can’t help but cry.
Even in my sorrow, I can’t ask God why.
I know I will no longer see you, no matter how hard I try
So please God send my message to him up high.
Tell him wherever he may be,
His memories will always be with me.
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