jueves, agosto 25, 2016

What it all could be

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You could be my favorite taste to touch my tongue
I know someone who could serve me love, but it wouldn't fill me up

You could be my favorite my face and favorite name
I know someone who could play the part, but it wouldn't be the same
No, it wouldn't be the same with you

You could be my favorite place I've ever been
I got lost in your willingness to dream within the dream

You could be my favorite faded fantasy
I've hung my happiness upon what it all could be
What it all could be with you

What it all could be with you

You could hold the secrets that save me from myself
I could love you more than love could, all the way from hell

You could be my poison, my cross, my razor blade
I could love you more than life if I wasn't so afraid

What it all could be, what it all could be with you

Loved is all that bloomed, always what you did
Never let someone go or they ...
I ain't never loved like you





 
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