Down the road about a mile or two
walking along just me and you
I said everything was ok and there was nothing wrong.
On the outside i stood tall and strong
But In reality, fortunes had flipped
I was a bird, whose wings were clipped
I was trying to keep my composure,
trying to tell you lies
But you kept gazing into my eyes
I had promised u the moon & the stars
How could i show you my pain, my scars
You held me tight & said Beware,
I am right here and I'm not going anywhere
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