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Come Find Me

Just find me some day

When I’ve grown up

And stopped believing in magic


Come find me

And help me to believe again


Look for me on the street

When you’re alone in the rain


Just find me some day

When I am ready to love again

When you’re ready

Find me again


It’s an empty heart

And an empty home

Without you


Amongst the sea of souls

Find me please

Find my soul

It glows when you are near

And shrinks

When I feed it fear


Come find me some day

Even if we are old and gray

I’d like to hear about your life

Fill my ears with the stories about your adventures


Come find me

When’re your ready

I’ll forever be waiting for you

Even if you never do

Find me that is

Still

I’ll be out there

Wandering around

Waiting for you

And I know

That you know

That this is true.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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