"Shoulders"

You shoulder the burden
And shoulder the storm
Provide me your shoulder to
Protect me from harm

I can lean on them
Cry on them and make them all wet
Do I love your shoulders?
You know the answer to that one I bet!

Most say itís the heart or the brain thatís the best
But Iíd rather have your shoulder when I need a rest
With your arms wrapped around me I nestle in deep
With my head on your heart between your shoulders I sleep

Author: Laurie Fuhrmann
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