October

You might have to wait ’til October
but I would run through thunderstorms
and wander straight through knee high thorns
through moments tough and nights forlorn
to be there beside you.

You might have to wait ’til October
but I would swim across the sea
and climb the highest redwood tree
to find a moment we feel free –
I’ll be there beside you.

You might have to wait ’til October
but I would cross countries of land
build giant sculptures made of sand
to get a chance to hold your hand
and be there beside you.

And despite the wait ’til October
throughout the summer we’ll be fine
We’ll laugh away the passing time
with days and hearts full of sunshine
(and maybe a bottle of wine)
We’ll get there, me and you.

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