(c) 2009 Roland Labana and Lisa Berkshire
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Disappear
I wanna disappear.
I wanna disappear in your love, and make it near.
I wanna hide away.
Don’t wanna live the day without love and feel afraid.
Like a fire flames into smoke.
Burning ashes left to glow.
I wanna disappear.
Not like the sun hides out every night and makes us fear.
Like forgiveness prepares a path and guilt fades away into the past.
I walk ahead; your love’s my last.
Like magic and pain bring life.
And as water is turned to wine.
I wanna disappear
I wanna disappear in your midst and make it clear.
Like reflections on a lake that slowly fade into the wake,
Your love flows back, among the waves.
Like a fire flames into smoke.
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