Brush the hair from your face
as you smile and try to hide
that look held deep in your eyes
Trace a finger across
your soft lips
without hesitation you whispered to me
What about tomorrow
if this moment here and now
finds more than we ever thought it could hold
Tomorrow will find you and me
still holding on
I do believe
It's the roll of the dice
a flip of the cards
Take your chances
that's how love is played out
Two moves forward
maybe a step back
that's how love is played out.....
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