"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another"

10/24/2006

Here with me

I didn't hear you leave,
I wonder how am
I still here
I don't want to move a thing,
It might change my memory

Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I want,
but I can't hide

I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
until you're resting here with me

I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be,
until you're resting here with me

I don't want to call my friends,
They might wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed,
Risk forgetting all that's been

Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I want,
but I can't hide

I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe, until you're resting here with me
I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be, until you're resting here with me

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