My hand
\nis on your shoulder
\nless you fall, and I
\ncare for every step you make
\nDarling which is why<\/p>\n
closing my eyes
\nevery night
\nmight be, the last time
\nI ever see your pretty face
\nor from my bed I climb<\/p>\n
for one day
\nwho knows when that is
\nI fail to raise my head
\nthe day you’ll know, but I won’t
\nthat I am sadly dead<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My hand is on your shoulder less you fall, and I care for every step you make Darling which is why closing my eyes every night might be, the last time I ever see your pretty face or from my … Continue reading