---Hand in Hand
-M. Logan

Oft troubled, thy sleep of late
Wond'ring whether tis your fate
Dark to walk, happiness shun
In the end, which way to run

Tis here I will wait for you
Where morning sun strikes fresh dew
Moment twixt sleep and waking
Where waves of dreams are breaking

On a shore of golden sand
Always smiling, hand in hand
Ready to walk on golden sand
Heart to heart, and hand in hand.