She Is Mine

She is Mine (Bigger Than Sunshine)
by Roland Gladden

Island girls or honesty
And we are made of dreams
But in the sunshine
She's bigger than sunshine

Golden hair all summerset
Her dreams held in my hand
I really don't mind
She's bigger than sunshine

She is mine
I hold her all the time
I hold a hand that prays
For tender heart confessions

Down the spit sea foam blows in
As lost love fades away
It's all in my mind
She's bigger than sunshine

She is mine
I hold her all the time
I hold a hand that prays
For tender heart confessions

Honestly she found the best in me
I never can forget her
Exchange a glance or second chance
I never can forget her
I hold a hand, a hand that prays
On a happy Sunday

(Lilly's part)
Ever after, she and he were in the pouring rain
Hear her laughter, fights her chocolate wars and runs away
Sorry, sorry for sorrow and her dead flowers on a happy Sunday

This is hers and this is mine
And we are made of dreams
But in the sunshine
She's bigger than sunshine

She is mine
I hold her all the time
I hold a hand that prays
For tender heart confessions

Copyright Roland Gladden 2010

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