A stranger is a friend
that I haven't yet met.
But no stranger has my heart
as a lover.
My life would have been the same
if we had never met.
'Cause someone else would have my heart
I've discovered.
Sometimes I have had no choice
and sometimes have lost my voice
'cause my heart has a mind of its own.
Copyright © 2001 T. J. Daniels
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