Song Writers discussion

As I lay my head down on the pillo,
I can still see her lyeing there.
With her body bathed in moonlight,
and her hailo of golden hair.

But she's gone gone long gone,
never ever to return.
She's gone gone long gone.
Her memory I can't unlearn.

Early morning sippin coffee,
I can see her sitting accross from me.
with our hands laced together on the table,
and her smile of sweet cerenity.

Chorus:

Sitting together on the sofa,
with a smile upon her pretty face.
As she prays for me as I lay sleeping,
I could feel God's amazing grace.

Chorus:

This is beautiful, my favorite line is "With her body bathed in moonlight, and her hailo of golden hair." I love the imaginary.

Quinley wrote: "This is beautiful, my favorite line is "With her body bathed in moonlight, and her hailo of golden hair." I love the imaginary."

Thank you.

Chaplain wrote: "Quinley wrote: "This is beautiful, my favorite line is "With her body bathed in moonlight, and her hailo of golden hair." I love the imaginary."

Thank you."

You're welcome. :)