2003-09-22 - 1:19 p.m.
Hide and Seek
You've roamed here long
The scene should be drab to you
Yet now she's walking through
Funny, how we're recharged by the new She tilts her head
You won't see your heart again
Just pray she treats it well
She's getting it regardless how she feels And when you call her name
Try not to blend longing with shame
Don't go looking for too much
Just rejoice in every touch
For it may not come again Although you know
She'll be the death of you
Could you face every view
wondering if she ever knew? And when she walks away
Pretend this was the right thing to say
She can't blame you for your faults
You are both mature adults
And she will come back again. . .
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