The New Song

Feb 05, 2004 21:42

Quiet and controlled
His emotions grow
And through his heart beats strong
Her pulse will take his metronome.

And his voice is hoarse from seranading
The ink from that old photograph each day

His aching heart feels jealousy
Of anything and everything
That she feels for anyone but him

THE NEW SONG

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