I want you to walk with me .
I want to hear your footsteps .
I will follow your lead .
I want to feel free
To talk to you
And yes hear your special
Tender voice and your counsel .
I want to feel your presence
For I need your strength
When I am weak .
I want you to hold my hand
When I cry and for you to tell me
Everything will be alright .
By Brock
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