I feel
like everything that you say to me
is riddled with meaning.
Without even meaning to
you change my life.
Now I know,
you're tired of the shit that always fills your life.
So come with me
And we'll finally find our own brand of happiness.
Can we talk forever
and sing all about out love lost long ago?
Can we walk together
and show each other the places we have been?
Can we face the weather
and dance in the rain til the morning comes again?
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