May 04, 2006 18:40
Learning to let go
Come what may...
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is it possible
to feel so safe
and yet so fragile
within his strong arms?
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"I could summon all the grace inside me surely,
and maturely I could leave the past behind.
But when I think about you
and I think about you.
There's one small thing that comes to mind.
Oh, how I loved you.
Oh, how I loved you.
Strange and unfamiliar.
Ridiculous and true.
Oh, how I loved you.
And you can look at me and tell me I am crazy
It's true I can be crazy now and then
And I can take advantage of the comfort
and believe me, there is comfort in the arms of other men
On the wall there is a China's worth of writing
and it's citing all the reasons we should part.
I can put the past behind me.
It's behind me,
save for one small thing that lingers in my heart.
Oh, how I loved you.
Oh, how I loved you.
Dumb and unrelenting,
and as the sky is blue.
Oh, how I loved you.
Reasonless and seasonless and infinite and strong.
Frightening, enlghtening and pure.
Logicless, cautionless and limitless and long.
Wond'rous, all consuming and
impossible.
...But if I write the story
and I will write the story,
I know just how the story will begin.
Oh, how I loved you.
Oh, how I loved you.
Sweet and unbelievable
and if you only knew
Oh, how I loved you."
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