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Deceptions knocking at my door,
No belief flowing within me anymore.
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They're poets gone astray, Our mind a fanciful, fickle thing,
Mumbling words in their mind, thoughts gone awry in the minds eye,
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The look in your eyes as we dance so close,
feeling your body pressed tight against mine. (G)
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Tenderly she prays, for the peace for today.
Mystery unravels and life becomes a playground.
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There are none in this wide world,
that can compare to my Texas girl.
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Tenderly I wipe a tear from your eye,
gazing deeply into eyes of dark brown.
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Just a glimpse of your smile makes me complete,
the fun look in your eye of playfulness.
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