Like a turning head
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Like a second look
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Like a burning leaf of an open book
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Like a pounding sea
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Like a messy crime
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When your eyes first met with mine
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Like a broken word
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Like a tragic smile
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Like a thousand steps or a single mile
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Like a lonely chance
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Like a savage glow
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When you turned and said hello
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I was just about to go
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There were flowers on the ceiling
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You left me feeling
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Like a fading voice
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Like a closing door
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Like a dozen lies and a dozen more
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Like a twisted tongue
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Like distant bark
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When we broke out in the dark
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The stars looked like burning sparks
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The lights were warm but chilling
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You left me feeling
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Tired
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Could not close my eyes
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On fire
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But frozen inside
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To run or to hide
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Speechless my words could not melt
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Whisper I wanted to shout
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With out you I felt
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Like a fleeting thought
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Like a double eight
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Like a gentle feel of a warming taste
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Like a placid breath
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Like a cool wind blows
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When you stopped and held me close
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Inside I nearly froze
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Your touch is almost healing
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You left me feeling
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Tired
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Could not close my eyes
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On fire
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But frozen inside
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To run or to hide
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Speechless my words could not melt
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Whispered, I wanted to shout
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With out you I felt
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Like a setting sun
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Like a last goodbye
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Like an incomplete lullaby
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Incomplete Lullaby
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Lisa Mitchell |