I want to be there

I want to be there
when the sun comes down
and the breeze touches you cold.
I want to be there
when the night comes cold
and there’s none for you to hold.
I want to be there
long after the rain has stopped,
long after the dream
wakes up to be failed,
long after the fire breaks
to dying embers.
Ask me to stay.
Ask me to be there.
Ask me, and I will never stop wishing
I can…,

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