Wednesday, January 6, 2010

And you walk in..

After all my heartache, all my pain you walk through the door

you look at me, I struggle a smile

you look at me, I tense up

I look at you, you stand so high above me

We find out and configure our mixed feelings

we brush off the confusion, get our revealings in order

You say to me, I say to you

I thought this, thought you thought that

no, no that isn't what we ought to think

Let me tell you

so i take my words, spin them into you head

you tell me things i tell you

end of day, i would like to say im beginning to fall

fall head over heels

slowly but surely i find myself in the process

I'm still here walking, thinking, pausing, remembering

the first look, the first words ever spoken

who'd have thought it turned into something like this

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