Out in the vastness of the great unknown,
sent on a mission to find, you alone
are the seeds of love, that I've sown,
along on the winds of love, they are blown,
and as they drift, to find you my love,
they are guided to you by our GOD up above,
just when they will find you, only he knows,
they'll keep on drifting as the wind blows,
they might drift over China, or maybe Japan,
over Hawaii, or maybe Siam,
where ever they drift is all right with me,
as long as they find you, in my lifetime you see,
they will be put in your heart, to germinate,
I hope they will find you before it's too late,
I pray they will find you while I'm still alive,
and still young enough for them to survive,
so when you feel love starting, way deep inside,
and it gives you a rapture, you don't want to hide,
along on the winds of love, they were blown,
are the seed of love, that I've sown
sent on a mission to find, you alone,
from out in the vastness of the great unknown.
written by Harry Bryant
10/27/03 6: 57: 34 PM?
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