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Running over dusty landscape
Fleeing from a thousand fears
Blistered feet and short of breath
Feels like I've been running years
The ground before me falls away
Yet I know I dare not stop
Running on despite the danger
I clear the edge and drop
Drop
Drop
Drop
Lying on a dusty floor
All around me walls of stone
Tired, wounded, cold, afraid
I'm stranded in the dark alone
The blackness lifts and now I see
The blue sky up above
I see your face and know that I've
Been rescued by an Angel's love.
Copyright 2000, Gemma Kegge . All rights reserved.