This is a song I started last Spring. I just finished it. I hope my wife can hear it. She died from cancer in October 2011
"What I Mean When I Say Love"
Well there’s a fever breeze and it suffocates the air
Blowing in from sour seas tangling your Saturday night hair
And you don’t feel so pretty, but you still play the part
The beautiful redeemer of my sin-infested heart
You mourn the ghost of your old self, you’ve dreamed…Continue