That finds me lost, and shows me home.
You strip away my false pretense.
And give offense to – my strong defense.
And of all the flames – you burnt the most.
A lesson learned; that’s how it goes.
And I hide my scars – in 3 degrees.
You can’t see them, but you can see me.
And you know my secret.
And I know yours too.
And you better keep it.
And I’ll keep yours too.
And of all the games, yours was most fun.
Though I always lost, my team was home.
You took me in, out of the rain.
And helped me feel peace, through the pain.
And of all the rhymes, we rhymed the most.
Though our timing’s off, that’s how it goes.
And I fit with you – in 3 degrees.
Our puzzles’ solved, but you can’t solve me.
And you know my secret.
And I know yours too.
And you better keep it.
And I’ll keep yours too.
After all these cries – yours is the one,
All my tears are lost, but I am home.
And our love’s a bridge between these walls.
But the mortar’s weak – it soon will fall.
And of all the lies – yours hurt the most.
Though, my eyes are dry, that’s how it goes.
And I hide myself – in 3 degrees.
You can see them, but you can’t see me.
And you know my secret,
But I know yours too.
And you better keep it.
And I’ll keep yours too.
[November 19, 2009]
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