Turn me wild with your eyes
laugh with her to get me to realize
That we lay across a bridge
one side holds childhood
the other maturity
I wonder which one you wish to be.
You make a silly faceand I reply
We never speak
We are truely a lie
You smile at me,
And she smiles at you
I understand now
What we are sapposed to do.
I will speak to you in secret
I will drive you mad
When I leave a room
You will enter
our new determined fad
We will meet at a street courner
In the middle of the night
Because we are friends that won't talk
And friends that can't fight
We hold each other's depth
And keep each other's words
I only wish that together
We will never be heard.
If I don't make sense
I will give a new motion
I new word on an index card
For once I can feel we have gotton rather far
Sweet Love.
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