J.R.V.A.

A ghost of past or demon still,
that lives cause we give life
A ghost of future instilled in,
The long cold winter nights
We wear the color of our skin,
that we choose to wear now
A ghost of past or angel still,
we will bring back to life
Our lifes are what we choose to live,
and if we are determined
They will be as we will them to,
no matter what the outcome
If I am sold on one red car,
The blue one I don't see
I choose to look the other way,
I'm thankful I am me
The beauty and the sunshine you,
are holding in your heart
Are waiting to be shared by one,
of which you are a part
I know not of gods plan for you,
or the part you have in it
I only know that happiness,
is waiting for you to get it
It's time to open the closed door,
and let the one who's waiting
Step inside the summer place
with you together in it
It may be just a day or two,
or longer if it's his will
But don't forget it's there for you,
and I know you will get it

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart