Rock the Kerouac
From the pen to the page
Give me just your whisper
Take my hand and promenade
Twirl me 'round a marble floor
Like the snow drifts across the street
Grant me just a little kiss
Whenever our paths, they meet
Teach me to reach the high notes
Even when my voice is strained
If God should leave me in a desert
Be my drop of rain
Cause wherever light and warmth meet
That's where I wanna go
Like Jesus speaks, a blush touches the cheek
Be the color of a firefly's glow
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