What if the world was crazy and I was sane
Would it be so strange
The thing I'm saying
I am - part of you - and you of me
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Second sight
I twirled and rolled and twisted
I jumped and dragged and fought
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I'm going from day to day in the dark,
I reach out blindly to save my face,
But neglected, however lightly, to lace
My fingers and close my arms.
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This is the place that I love the best,
A bit of brown skin hands strong and tough,
Hid among the see of faces and voices
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To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To tangle and to talk
Till the bright day is gone.
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While on my lonely life I travel
I seldom feel myself alone,
For images fill my minds eye
With scenes and pleasures of its own.
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Eyes so golden brown,
A face full of laugh lines,
Hands so strong and kind.
He's a lover of life a believer
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I am lost
I sit on my bed and cry
Tears are not my first choice
But see I am lost
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A home needs a body
Or it's nothing more
That bricks and stone.
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Do you now know too much
Are you comfortable in your skin
When we began...
All the words were fed
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