Thursday, 31 March 2011

Caged. By Storm Griffiths.

I try to dodge the things you throw at me
While my hearts in a cage way up high
Who you are is hard to see
Even as the months go by…
I realize I don’t even know you
You’ve never let me get that close.
Yet when I think about us two
You might be the one I love most.
I may not know all your secrets,
I may not know of your past.
But baby I have tickets
To the moon, and we’ll have a blast!
Well come with me, for a start
Take my hand; trust me, its okay
Now let’s go free my joyous heart
Coz I just want you to stay…

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