While my mind flies in the wind, my head sinks in the sand;
I'm breaking up again
 
     

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Independent Girl

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She said to me that there was no need to speak
On her behalf if even I heard them laugh
Behind her back as she turned
To face the world; an independent girl.

She said to me, with some dignity,
That I stole her heart across a table
Of some fancy place & at a comfortable pace
She believed I was able

To steal more than a kiss from a wish that I made to myself
More that a wish from the lips of somebody else

She said to me that her love was real
& that mine was just a fable
What could I do when faced with the truth
But pretend I could save it

Offering up nothing more than words heard before
Offering up nothing more than I could afford.

Seems, we all fall down in the first love,
we all fall down in the first love & we'd come so far.

These lonely nights I look inside
I see my own heart burning
Over the fires of love and desires
I can't sleep at night without turning

Dreams into something more real, sometimes it hurts
Trying to deny fantasy sometimes is worse.

Seems, we all fall down in the first love,
we all fall down in the first love & we'd come so far.

She said to me that there was no need to speak
On her behalf if even I heard them laugh
Behind her back as she turned
To face the world; an independent girl.
 
 

 

 

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