If I die before I wake before I see you again
I want you to know I love you with my life and soul
You have been in my life as I waited to begin
Now I give up to God and you my soul

Nothing Else I can Do
Because baby I love you
Out of everything I have said or done
Saying I love you
was never on my to do
But  baby there is nothing else I can do
Because I love you

Update

I am over the 53000 word mark and have the outline for the last few chapters of my book soon the first book will be done, then I will just have to break it down into to chapters and do a quick edit then i will let my friends read it to see if it is any good if it is i am going self publish.

I will be how I always am
I won't change for you
I won't be the sacificial lamb
Because to myself I must be true

Me

There are so many faces to me
There is no other way to be
I shall show you them one by one
Just to see when you will run
There are so many faces to me
There is no other way to be

I love you...

I am sick of the lying
I am sick of the trying
I have to tell you true
What I feel about you

I walked out on you
Somehow you still loved me true
I said I didn't love you
But we know that ain't true

I am sick of the lying
I am sick of the trying
I have to tell you true
What I feel about you

I love you with all my heart
I don't want to be apart
I want to give you my soul
Even though it blacker the coal

I am sick of the lying
I am sick of the trying
I have to tell you true
What I feel about you

I love you...

Daddy's Hands By Holly Dunn

I remember Daddy´s hands, folded silently in prayer.


And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare.

You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines.

Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.

I remember Daddy´s hands, how they held my Mama tight,

And patted my back, for something done right.

There are things that I´ve forgotten, that I loved about the man,

But I´ll always remember the love in Daddy´s hands.



Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.

Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.

Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle

But I´ve come to understand.

There was always love in Daddy´s hands.



I remember Daddy´s hands, working 'til they bled.

Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed.

If I could do things over, I´d live my life again.

And never take for granted the love in Daddy´s hands.



Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.

Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.

Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle

But I´ve come to understand.

There was always love in Daddy´s hands.



Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.

Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.

Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle

But I´ve come to understand.

There was always love .....

In Daddy´s hands.