Sometimes I feel I want to quit,
Sometimes I feel like this is it,
If I never touch the streets again,
I’m glad we had time to coexist,
You’ll show me love aint always fair,
But the presence always there,
More than one way to show somebody,
That your soul is here to share,
I hope we make it to that aisle,
So hand in hand we’ll walk the miles.
If you ever become too weak,
I’ll carry you like you’ll do my child.
Sometimes I might just miss a step,
Sometimes you might just wish you left,
One thing I can guarantee,
Love you till God takes my breath – Tyme