I hold my hand up high
Reaching your heart.
My hand up high
And I touched yours, I think. Not.
I hold my hand up high
Finding I for you to love.
My hand up high
You, I can’t have.
I hold my hand up high
Knees to the ground begging the heavens for my one true love.
Both my hands up high
Holding two colliding stars, bursting and crossing path with the gift of heaven above.
I hold my hands up high
Only to place it down
And another held it with a love I believe, I’ve finally found.
Merci for following 24/7 in France, author of “Solitary Desire-One Woman’s Journey to France” See video http://youtu.be/xG_YTa5sDac & wishing you all the best!