Wednesday, 8 December 2010


I have nothing to offer but everything that I am,
As I stand alone in the street: I give myself to you.
This is everything I have ever wanted;
Yet I have nothing in return to give you,
I have no money, no belongings and no job,
I am just the servant with the one talent,
Hidden deep inside a hole.

I dream and I pray to a god that cannot help,
Like a man awaking in a strange place,
In a place with no light.
I know what needs to be done,
I'm just not so sure how to achieve it,
But I know I can make it right.

I want all those things we talk about,
I want all of them to come true,
I know it is all possible,
I will achieve them all,
Just because I love you.

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