YOU
The cold breeze in my face,
So hard to ignore;
Like your stare,
I let myself go.
The autumn tree stands lonely,
Like a man losing his pride;
We stand beneath it
Hands held, Minds apart.
Something has changed,
We don’t know what;
We try to find a solution,
But are always back to square one.
Why don’t we start again,
And feel everything is new;
See it with newborn’s eyes;
And wonder wild.
Guess it won’t be too hard;
I need you or I’ll fall apart.
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