Footprints
Footprints
When we walk you hold my hand
Our footprints follow in the sand
For now it’s only in our minds
Happy memories of all kinds
The path is tough this present time
We have hope and courage for the climb
For when it’s done and we feel we’ve won
We can walk the sand under the warm sun
We’ll see those footprints and hold hands
When we have freedom to roam the land
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