Treasure Island

louis rams

(09/13/1943 / new york city)

Changing My Direction


(3/18/13)

I'm changing my direction, I don't need perfection
All I need is "you" to have all my dreams come true
You are my heart, my inspiration
And I will give you my dedication.

Everything in my life I had put in order
But since meeting you - I can walk on the border
A place for everything and everything in its place
This was my weakness that I had to face.

Well! I am here now with my heart in my hands
You have shown me how to understand.
Everything in life does have a price
But with your heart you shouldn't think twice

Cause love is the greatest gift of all
Money can't buy it; your heart can't hide it
And you can't define it.
You have shown me how to love, and have given
Me this gift from above.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 19, 2013

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