Monday, March 20, 2006

from "Remembering You" by Steven Curtis Chapman on this first day of spring

I found you in the most unlikely way,
But really it was you who found me.
And I found myself in the gifts that you gave
You gave me so much.

And I wish you could stay
but I'll, I'll wait for the day...

And I watch as the cold winter melts into spring
And I'll be remembering you
Oh and I'll smell the flowers and hear the birds sing
and I'll be remembering you, I'll be remembering you.

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