Kind
To say I've found my kind
to nothing less, amounting
through mountains grown so high
I climb your troubled acres
To see you one last time
we'll do the math, count signals
have i ever felt so kind?
bring out the best in me
before you leave my heart sinks one last time
And when i feel alone, I roam
a house is to a home
home is to a face
that I knew
to nothing less, amounting
through mountains grown so high
I climb your troubled acres
To see you one last time
we'll do the math, count signals
have i ever felt so kind?
bring out the best in me
before you leave my heart sinks one last time
And when i feel alone, I roam
a house is to a home
home is to a face
that I knew
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Writer(s): Shari Heck
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