Love creates warmth… within the coldest of hearts… It fills the emptiest of voids. A helping hand in the dark A shoulder when you ask, A key to the field of your dreams And a guide down the sacred paths…
Love creates warmth… within the coldest of hearts… It fills the emptiest of voids. A helping hand in the dark A shoulder when you ask, A key to the field of your dreams And a guide down the sacred paths…