I've got more to prove than most
Opening old wounds on the heart
Just to prove a point
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Where do I go from here?
Lost in the confusion of words left unsaid
Drowning in words so sweet
Cold as winter ice
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Why are you ever so calming?
Reminding me of a distant song
From so long ago that I can barely recall
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A woman like you
Has no right to cast such a powerful spell
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My bruised knuckles brushed against your soft ones
The winter wind blowing harshly on my face
Blowing your blonde locks behind you
As you laugh softly at my reddened face
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Humming a soft tune
I sigh as my fingers brush
Your tan collarbones
You slyly smile
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Rough cotton sheets
Cold winter nights
Slowly feeling warmer
Blankets tossed somewhere to the side
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Waking up to a pink lemonade sunrise
Shining into my mocha eyes
Dreams replaying in my head
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We are one out of seven billion
On a rock, drifting through space
That goes beyond infinite, endless
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