Oct 24th 2008 02:04 pm Bringing it on home
I roam alone through parts unknown
But in my heart lies a cornerstone
And day after day, the finer I hone
My compass of love for to make you moan,
“Come home, beloved, come home”
Baby, I’ve got trouble all over town
So please don’t take it too hard
If I don’t turn this thing around
I’ll be America’s Most Wanted bard
Do us a favor, listen to me
Forgive, let live, and set us both free
We’ll sing together like you know we should
“My cup runneth over and it feels so good”
Posted by admin / Joshua Mapp Weiss and Poetry