It's like a reigning melody
or a four star noveled tragedy
your accent whispers hauntingly
come here and hold onto me
we'll share the things we did forsee
did you know I still do care
while distant mountains sit and stare
I miss your blonde brown canvas hair
I have not seen
When it comes to you I am for broke
my selective wit froze as you spoke
I never thought this was a joke
and to your bed I did not wake
for reasons known to be mistakes
I wish I was yours to take
make this future not a mess
give me your hands to caress
this comet falling is a stress
but to your mouth I found duress
like robin hood's to a nest
I braved the storm headed west
You lived so close on a hill
my heart ignored this bitter pill
I loved you more I love you still
make me prove I can I will
whyd you have to leave
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