Scrolls of Time
As the sands of time pour through the glass
Trials will come and they will pass
As these trials come and go
It can be hard for love to grow
Often at night I close my eyes
And fight the tears I want to cry
Is it not true that through my words
Tears of love can be heard
As these tears start to flow
Through the essence of my soul
I let them melt my prison mask
And fade to memories of the past
In those memories it’s clear to see
With you is where I long to be
I feel I'm changing every day
Through the things I write and the words I say
Across all these miles, through the walls and doors
Your love the waves, my heart the shore
I can feel our love as it grows
Into but a single soul
Your name right next to mine
They are etched into the scrolls of time
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