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Storybook Children
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Jan 11, 2015
Winston Jay Jones
StoryBook Children
ONE
Our soft candied kisses linger free in the wind.
Another morning beside you.
I feel your love warm my skin.
You spent on me all your precious time.
The thought of you has healed my mind.
Like a child's cry deep in the night.
Love will rise and makes us right.
CHORUS
I'm the writer of your life.
You're the author of my soul.
We're StoryBook Children in a story never told.
Let's take that deep breath.
Let's share our souls.
Let's whisper our vows through this still winter cold.
We're StoryBook Children.
And when this story's told.
Ours is the love that will never grow old.
TWO
Feelings flow onto our page.
Our story is being told.
Our book is being read.
We talk and we love over and again.
When we talk baby,
I don't want us to end.
Sweet candy kisses.
Desire rides the wind.
When we love baby,
our story can't end.
THREE
Before our pages fade and this chapter ends.
Take that deep breathe.
Then come and hold my hand.
We're a childs whisper,
so deep in the night.
Love will rise and make us right.
When you read us,
then you'll understand.
Ours is that love that will never ends.
We're Storybook Children in Storybook Land.
Jan 11, 2015
Winston Jay Jones
StoryBook Children
ONE
Our soft candied kisses linger free in the wind.
Another morning beside you.
I feel your love warm my skin.
You spent on me all your precious time.
The thought of you has healed my mind.
Like a child's cry deep in the night.
Love will rise and makes us right.
CHORUS
I'm the writer of your life.
You're the author of my soul.
We're StoryBook Children in a story never told.
Let's take that deep breath.
Let's share our souls.
Let's whisper our vows through this still winter cold.
We're StoryBook Children.
And when this story's told.
Ours is the love that will never grow old.
TWO
Feelings flow onto our page.
Our story is being told.
Our book is being read.
We talk and we love over and again.
When we talk baby,
I don't want us to end.
Sweet candy kisses.
Desire rides the wind.
When we love baby,
our story can't end.
THREE
Before our pages fade and this chapter ends.
Take that deep breathe.
Then come and hold my hand.
We're a childs whisper,
so deep in the night.
Love will rise and make us right.
When you read us,
then you'll understand.
Ours is that love that will never ends.
We're Storybook Children in Storybook Land.
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