At your knees, by Luke
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have i seen you some place before i reconigse the face or is
it just your front door
you never opened up i remember that well but your enigma
captured me and i was under your spell i feel stupid for
letting myself be enthralled and at your knees for what you
gave me
a mental block arrives like a bee to its hive and stone in
to water i sink to the bottom
trying to survive the waves that are washing over me through
my veins an to my heart
i break for the shore the place thats safe that was my start
and i can't let go, you won't leave me be
and i can't let you know,let you know what i've seen
it will come out in the end, the truth set free
when im at your your knees
so i run, run as fast as i can hopeing to find a place
hoping to find that man i was
and i know you was right behind me holding the key and with
your arms out streched
to catch the wreckage of what i had created can you tell...
can you tell me
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Posted: 2007-02-14 12:28:14 UTC |
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2007-03-11 19:25:38 | Faith |
It's beautiful in its simplicity... |