The sun has set behind the hill,
but the sky on the lake stays bright.
The winds are calm, the water still
as the first evening star casts her light.
I made my wish upon a star
and quietly hoped to be where you are.
I made a wish on that distant light
and prayed that God keep you through the night.
I made a wish on that star shine
and silently prayed that you would be mine.
The sun has set behind the hill
and the sky o'er the lake is now dark.
The winds are calm, the water still
as night time envelopes the park.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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