Trust

Can I look into your eyes?
Will you share with me your light?
May I hold you in my arms?
Will you keep me safe and warm?
You know what I fear most is growing old
Becoming wry, jaded and cold.
So take me to your Neverland.
Guide me there, I’ll hold your hand.

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