As we fell apart,
Left our mark in our tender hearts,
Kept it clean with our humble words,
Then you moved off,
Took your purse and your Lovely Curves.
I crossed my finger when I first let you go,
Took a slipped walked down memory road,
Picked up my white flag and surrender my Love,
That Girl,
You emerge in my dreams, cut scene and create elegant melodies,
That places me in a virtual reality,
The kind that flashes 3,
As I’m trying to perform analogies,
That would show you how much I would love to be,
In your Arm’s.
Kept it clean with our humble words,
Then you moved off,
Took your purse and your Lovely Curves.
I crossed my finger when I first let you go,
Took a slipped walked down memory road,
Picked up my white flag and surrender my Love,
That Girl,
You emerge in my dreams, cut scene and create elegant melodies,
That places me in a virtual reality,
The kind that flashes 3,
As I’m trying to perform analogies,
That would show you how much I would love to be,
In your Arm’s.
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