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He says, You will never knowthere are no rhymes to do you justice."And he will sit there, outside,until you no longer doubt his purpose.So, I let him in.I opened the door, and let him in.Yah... I let him in. Opened my heart...Some wounds will never healloneliness becomes an expectation.But you stretched there by my sideand you whisper those foolish incantations.So, I let her ina crooked smile and I let her inOpened the door, she walked right inI opened my heart...It came to me wrapped like a gift in a dream,but then the dream disappearedand the gift went tooand ever since I've been searchingfor me and youever since I've been searching for youHe said, " |
