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
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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