i trade all my out shapes
for all of her ins
and in all that i lack
she simply fills in
but i get the fear the fear the fear the fear the fear the fear
cause although this is so pretty, it can leave the self unclear
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when i am talking with her,
its just like thinking,
when i talk with her,
its just like thinking,
when im talk with her,
its just like thinking,
cause im as true to you as i am to myself
cause who would i be fooling?
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it was so natural to be
in the oneness of all we said
cause her words to me
were like my thourghts in this head
we became so much more,
than the things that people are jealous of
but now its a tearing sore,
that were both in the middle of
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when im talk with her,
its just like thinking,
cause im as true to you as i am to myself
cause who would i be fooling?
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now everything else is just confusing
we did glide in trust, with no need for proof
cause our words did dance, in a hall of truth