The right words how they come,
then vanish before you realize.
The right words disappear,
as you nervously look in to her eyes.
All the right words,
how they never seem to warn her of your dangerous disguise.
It's not that I'm a spider,
spinning her in to my web of lies.
When I'm with her this all goes away,
I feel as though I can rise.
All the right words,
that I try to say to you.
To pick the right words,
ones I know that are true.
Words came to me,
in a powerful dream.
But they all fade away,
into a thought stream.
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this one caught my attention.
my words, the ones i really want to say seem to fade before they really take form.
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