I should have known the Long Hard Road
To love could never Be That Easy
It would take much more to Bring Me Home
Perhaps, In Another Time
When the Morning Bird sings sweetly upon my windowsill
When the wind against my Skin doesn't feel cool to the touch
And the warmth of life embraces me inward
Right now
This is The Safest Place for me
Under The Moon and the Sky of Atlanta
Where tragedy in the life of my Babyfather
Turned me into a Soldier of Love.
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