Hat
Of many Colours.
Desire
is the motive,
Purpose
will drive me on.
Walking
many days o'er mountains,
To
be where I yet belong.
I
know no other reason,
To
go ahead the way I do.
Except
to see a sunrise,
Smiling
happily over you.
The
home I seek is coming,
To
take me to a place.
Something
only you can share,
When
I look upon your face.
So
take my hat of colours,
Many
are the ones I wear.
I'm
coming darling soon enough,
For
the life where we can share.
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