Having a thought, ain’t it a lot? Straight to the heart, you wouldn’t move.
Leaving the mind, love intertwines, grows all the vines. Both holding you.
You couldn’t see what’s happening because my dreams are made of gold.
If thoughts didn’t bring back you and me, how would I sing? Maybe it’s old.
But I know I was wrong to put you in a set of words that didn’t show.
How you cared, you were always there when I felt I had nowhere to go.
All this time, I’ve been trying to find a way to feel at home.
Feels as if someone’s cut right to the bone.
Searching the clouds, asking around, looking about. Always been here.
I hope you avoid missing the point, the very noise that gives you fear.
Stopped in your tracks, my heart attacks on the exact day you came clean.
What kinda answer is that? Holding the facts behind your back. Don’t make a scene.
Something’s wrong, I am used to the feeling of not being able to love.
Still I know there is hope for us both, and it’s dwelling on you from above.
Best to be more than some people think in this world than a lack thereof.
So tonight I will bring just enough.
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