With the smile so wondrous, I could fall
feeling numb.
Words too soft and them eyes too deep.....she'd sweep,
my freedom, my patience and the night's sleep.
Words too soft and them eyes too deep.....she'd sweep,
my freedom, my patience and the night's sleep.
But then I think is it really needed!
Trying, controlling, I've been mislead.
And now I think on it again...
collecting the pieces without no shame,
I’ll triumph thy someday, and it'll rain.
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