In a River Where You Least Expect It There Will Be Fish
Cleanse this fallen angel with open arms
We will not see the same sunset again
I know that this is ending
A life long dream I had
To keep you alive
Walking with your hands around my throat
Realize that everyone is against you
Walking with hands around my throat
In my eyes your so plain
Holding your hand
With such high hopes
To one day own your your heart
Writer/s: From a Second Story Window / Jeff Peterson
