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I'm not who you are,
and I am what you say.
Could you draw me a map
of my unlived life?
Do you know, between a robbed childhood,
and a drunk for a dad?
I'll tell you my long awaited stories,
from daddy's little girl.
23 roses hang by pins on the wall,
a love note sent and kept close to my heart.
A photo booth date, but not black and white,
like the old movie scenes,
It will confuse you if you don't,
move your hands closer and I'll show you what I mean,
See this scar,from days of my past,
did you know it was there? Can we make this last?
With your eyes so full of life,
look, and tell me what you see.
Curves,
do you want to touch me?
Venture through my beach of white sand,
is this what you want...
touch me again.
Lips that confess a true love,
they meet with yours,
and we'll begin to fall.
Hide me beneath you,
I don't want to be seen.
When I look into your eyes,
I can see your soul..
As you lean into me,
I'll grab your back....
but where do I hold?
A war at peace when love fills a room...
and two beating hearts melt into one.
I'm sick of thought,
please don't tell me to think,
baby, just touch me again.