Friday, January 23, 2015

The Street

And you
You make it hard to breathe
Yet make it so easy
But you don't have a clue
About the life you've freed

And you
Help me stand in this street
Yet sweep me off my feet
And do you have a clue
You deserve more than me?

Well, you
You make me keep my ground
And you keep my faith sound
Promise me you know
I'll never let you drown


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