youre different, youre my love
There is nothing for which I am responsible Just this baggage that I kep carrying on as if I had someone OK, maybe there is a woman somewhere whos still thinking of me or a girl with coal black hair whos haunted in her dreams But what theyve seen........ well, it wasnt me It was just some lie that they slept beside I kept this from them... but I cant keep this from you So will you look for me in that strange, bright place Where the statues bloom in the park They dont need no rain Because how I ever got to you I have no idea Its like some secret door, well it just appeared So, no matter what I do from now on with my time you will always stay here in my mind I am certain of this and I am not certain of anything So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down So that these winds of circumstance wont keep blowing me around Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 07:10 AM PST 0 • 8
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"There is nothing for which I am responsible..."