// A Stranger // 4.17.07
never saw your face
only dreamt of the place
where we met by the shore
a chill shot through to my core
one day we'll meet
dancing on our feet
inspiration led the artist's hand
love wrote a song for the band
songbirds sing a tune
love's struck a chord in June
out among the wildflowers
i will not cower
love's sprung wings to fly
up to the sky, high
clouds clear out
the mountains shout
golden waves of grass
time has forgotten to pass
one day we'll meet
dancing on our feet
the impression becomes a face
on that day, we'll meet
dancing on our feet
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