Your voice
crosses the distance
crossing miles
crossing loneliness
off of the list
of things
I'd rather not discuss
like us
I'm fine now
I'll be okay
I've lived through
the fear of
living
without you one day
and I'm fine
and I'm near
being through
saying I love you
a thousand times
just so you can hear
if you can't see
that baby you mean the world to me
by now
somehow
then let's call a truce
cause its no use
yea, let's call a truce
we're no use
for love
at the end of the story
in movie montage glory
i want the true kind
the blue kind
the passion big and unfurled
i want the guy
who wants to be the guy
that gets the girl
And I'm fine
and I'm finally happy
with me
and I'll be
the belle of my own ball
if you won't dance with me
your voice
cannot cross me
and I've added this
to that list
of things I won't discuss
like us
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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