There will come a day when you need the steadfast love of one whose been your rock
A shoulder to lean on
A listening ear
When you turn to a hand to guide you
Except to find … it isn’t there
And you’re alone
There will come a day when you need the steadfast love of one whose been your rock
A shoulder to lean on
A listening ear
When you turn to a hand to guide you
Except to find … it isn’t there
And you’re alone
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