Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Warmth Of The Sun



What good is the dawn
That grows into day
The sunset at night
Or living this way

For I have the warmth of the sun
Within me at night

The love of my life
She left me one day
I cried when she said
"I don't feel the same way"

Still I have the warmth of the sun
Within me tonight

I'll dream of her arms
And though they're not real
It's like she's still there
The way that I feel

My love's like the warmth of the sun
It won't ever die

-Brian Wilson

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