by Ashley Donise Wallis
Give me all your loving time
Give me all your hate,
Give me all your singing rhymes,
Give me your mistakes.
I'll take them and put them under glass,
for all the world to see,
And take them out and kiss each one,
because they're all for me.
Then I'll let them fly on free,
and wave until they're gone,
and cry some sad and joyful tears,
And listen to their songs.
Give me your heart,
and I'll give you mine,
all my wishes too.
And when you let them fly on free,
I know they'll all come true.