| When we lift the covers from our feelings
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| We expose our insecure spots
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| Trust is just as rare as devotion
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| Forgive us our cynical thoughts
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| If we need too much attention
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| Not content with being cool
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| We must throw ourselves wide open
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| And start acting like a fool
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| If we need too much approval
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| Then the cuts can seem too cruel
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| Right to the heart of the matter
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| Right to the beautiful part
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| Illusions are painfully shattered
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| Right where discovery starts
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| In the secret wells of emotion
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| Buried deep in our hearts
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| It’s true that love can change us
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| But never quite enough
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| Sometimes we are too tender
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| Sometimes we’re too tough
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| If we get too much attention
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| It gets hard to overrule
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| So often fragile power turns
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| To scorn and ridicule
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| Sometimes our big splashes
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| Are just ripples in the pool
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| Feelings run high |