Karen Wood Biography

Am I a fool to be a dreamer?
Am I a fool to make a wish?
Am I a fool to think love can be shown,
with more than just a kiss?
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You are the desire that courses through my veins,
Driving my passion, my need for you.
You are the wild horses in my soul, refusing to be reigned,
Running, with the free spirit of the wind.
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A momentary sound,
So lyrical in its passing.
Like the earth sighing
As the amber glow
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When at night I lie awake,
And sleep evades my mind.
I take a walk through fields of gold
With you, therein I find,
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Out across the ocean,
In a land so far away,
Lived a sad and lonely Prince,
Who looked for love each day.
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