Just Messing Around In My Head in meh...

  • Sept. 4, 2019, 2:24 p.m.
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For one moment, I had a glimpse of what you would look like
Wrapped in me
I come to my senses because you don’t exist
Just a mist in my head of what I want

“I want you, ‘cause you make my heart skip the beat that I drum to
I want to be the one you run to, when pain confronts you
You’re everything, sometimes I get nervous when I’m in front you
You can hear it in my voice when I ask you if you comfortable
Come through and arouse you every morning like the sun do
If you blackout and collapse I want to help you to come to
Notice I haven’t yet got into what I want from you
I want you to come to when I come through
And make you shine like the sun do
I want you to be the valley for my river to run through”


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