A cold sunday afternoon
The clouds gather over you
A
Don't ever let them near
The faces seem to reappear
All
Staring at the ceiling
What is this I'm feeling?
"What
I see a stranger with a smile
Man, it's been
Have I ever told you that you're the one I
Your eyes, the solstice of my strewn thinking
My thoughts,
If I could help it
If I would have known
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