You slipped inside,
you crept along,
and took a piece of me--
but I can't tell it's missing.
You did something else,
something inside,
that makes me believe
I can feel.

Instead of empty,
I feel like a thousand diamonds
shine around my eyes.
Instead of dragging my body around,
my feet are pebbles,
skipping across a stream.
My lips try to contain my smiles,
but they can't,
and I am blushing red.

Every word makes me fall,
every thought of you makes me soar--
I'm flying,
with only you
to bring me back down into your arms
once more.
Back home!
Alive
Songs of Me
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