To "give me a reason
To end this discussion
But I wont ‘cus I love
The sound of your voice
And then I can't see
Why people tell me
To feel the rain on my skin
Only I can let it in
When I like it nice and dry
Wait don't get me wrong
No this an't on hate song
This of you and me and
Our little story
Of our love
And win I looked above
To see the tree
That you sat beneath
Reading this note it
Made you wonder who wrote it
Still you can't see
The eyes gleaming with greed
Wanting you fore my self
Now that note's on a shelf
And I cry my self to sleep
This is life in the limelight
Don't know why it's so green
Maybe ‘cus that ho is so mean
Maybe ‘cus I care
But you don't know even though I stair
Fore hours on end
But I'm only your friend
OK maybe I lied
There is hatred inside
No, this isn't a game
And I love you the same
This is all kinda' strange
Feel like I'm on a stage
Waiting fore you
But you missed your cue
So, I have to move on
Like nothing's gone
But there is and I'm lying
There's no need for trying
To under stand me
You're too late
And I'm free
Like a bird in a breeze
But if you weight for a wile
The breeze will be too vile
And I'll crawl back to you
But I've missed my cue
And we'll make a circle again
And the song will never end
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