“Just ‘cause you don’t know what the right answer is … doesn’t make your answer right or even okay.”
...How you always talk of catching me, but never open up your hands.
I’m not listening for the right words anymore.
..like the blue sky, right before the rain comes crashing through…
'cause you dance in my head,
in my heart,
in my everything
you belong
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