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She says I sparked her fire
Her eyes filled with desire
Miss too fine!
Her hips switch with a divine
Purpose.
I'm talking about, breaking necks
See, thats her secret vendetta
Yet somehow her broken heart never seems to feel better.
With every passing glance
Eyes locked in a trance
But mine... she says are,
different?
She can't swim
Yet she jumps of the deep end
Of my mental think tank.
That leap of faith,
Says all she'll ever need to say
To me.
To me,
It's in the doing
and not talking,
And we're walking a tight rope
Twenty-two stories ups
Volatile wind
Swaying my every decision
But in the end...
If I fall...
In either direction,
I'll land in the same place
So I brace
Myself for the possibility
That she and I won't make it.
So I take it
For what it's worth.
Simple truth is
We're daredevils taking dangerous steps.
And It can only be this way
Because,
Attraction connects us
Lust is the drug
It takes us higher
Love is trust
And the communication
between us
tames our rational fears
As we tight rope higher and higher with every passing year
One day,
We'll be too old to walk that fine line,
And if you fall I'll fall
Hand in hand
Because I can't stand
Another moment,
Without you.
