You are the seed and the grain of every harvest
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planted in love by a being far beyond this
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What can it be?
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Such a sweet yet painful feeling,
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came over me?
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Knowing this can never be,
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do I love you? Yes indeed.
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I am the bird which cannot be caged completely,
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even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly.
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What will I do ?
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Shall I hold my love in Silence
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Wonder if you feel it too.
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Knowing this can never be,
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does it hurt me? Yes indeed.
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I've heard it said that all is fair in love and war,
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but tell it like it is, does the distance hide the scar
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Living our lives all alone, changing,
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never really knowing what games we're playing (oh baby),
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Laughing when we should have both been praying
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(living, I'm living a lie)
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You are the rush and the flow of every river,
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soft as the touch of love when you want to be the giver.
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How do I know
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I guess I just imagined
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Painfully so
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Knowing this can never be,
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do I love you? Yes indeed
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You Broke my spirit
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All those nights I cried
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Do I love you? Yes indeed.
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Yes Indeed
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| Teena Marie |
