Stuck in God's Country
What do I do when I can’t have you?
Waiting and wondering wishing it wasn’t true.
I felt us click over all those long miles,
Before the evening was over I had ten thousand smiles.
The distance is painful, the map isn’t wrong.
Life’s turn of events played me a different song.
So here I am stuck in God’s country for sure,
Only to pine for what could be the cure.
You say I am perfect, all smart and sexy too,
But you need me to wait, your moments are few.
Children come first, that’s the way it should be,
But please don’t forget, I might just hold the key.
Life is real short, and friendships are fine,
But I could be something equally as divine.
Copyright © 2011 Lvanhorn All Rights Reserved
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