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| Is it so wrong-to be blunt? Am I so strong-don't know what I want? If love is fuel-who's is mine? To say how you feel-who's got the time When I don't want the white picket fence The 2.5 kids or all of the rest All I want to do is to find myself red To color my wings and fly from this nest It's so hard to have it all And much too much work to fight for what's right It's too fast to watch it all go by I want out of this tunnel and into the light I want her love, I want to her touch But I find my knife in hand out for the hunt And to also want his-well, it's much too much...much too much Love, Am I being too Blunt?... I need all that is used to be All that there was Running all over me Everything that is nothing All for my eyes to see Anything that might come To set me free... Repeat Chorus Is it so wrong-to be so blunt? Am I so strong-don't know what I want? If love is fuel-who's is mine? To say how you feel-who's got the time? ...Am I being too blunt? Copyright, Eric James 2002 |
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