| I can be alone in the smallest space
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| My breath still breathing me
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| And everything’s at peace
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| But you grapple with uncertainty and
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| You’re afraid what you love could leave
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| And that could be.
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| It’s a possibility.
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| And you wonder how to own my feelings —
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| Circumstantially direct my leanings
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| Back to you, in orbit ‘round your moon
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| No butterfly net,
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| No leather leash, and
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| No diamond ring
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| Can hold me in.
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| I’m like the tide; |
| I come and leave
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| I come and leave just as I please
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| I can be alone or I can share my space
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| The earth still firm beneath
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| And everything’s at peace
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| But you long for more stability and
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| Also dread that you could lose something
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| And that could be.
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| I won’t minimize your fear.
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| And you love the way I make you feel and
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| You’re so desperate to keep me within reach of you —
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| As something to consume
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| Overflow, spilling on the floor
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| My heart makes such a mess
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| I fiercely love you only more
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| The more you acquiesce
|
| But you grapple with uncertainty and
|
| You’re afraid what you love could leave
|
| And that could be.
|
| It’s a possibility.
|
| And you wonder how to own my feelings —
|
| Circumstantially direct my leanings
|
| Back to you, in orbit ‘round your moon
|
| No butterfly net,
|
| No leather leash, and
|
| No diamond ring
|
| Can hold me in.
|
| I’m like the tide; |
| I come and leave
|
| I come and leave just as I please
|
| No butterfly net,
|
| No leather leash, and
|
| No diamond ring
|
| Can hold me in.
|
| I’m like the tide; |
| I come and leave
|
| I come and leave just as I please |