Part Of Me
(G. kakley)


someday when our lives are back in our own hands
and the price of daily life has fulfilled its demands
well i would not ask for much
knowing that your near
just the feel of your sweet touch
is enough for me i swear
where does the time go can you tell me where
its always seems to slip away without a care
but i would not trade away 
one single yesterday
you've become apart of me
in so many ways