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It seems to me,
that you, and you, and me,
make three.
So why's it gotta be
that it makes a crowd,
and you're so proud,
too blind to see,
too afraid to be,
alone, from yourself.

Now I know
I'm never at my best,
I'm quite honestly a mess
I admit.
I'm an odd fit, a bit.
But let me transmit, emit,
this feeling, please commit, don't quit
me. I can't handle it
alone.

I lost my pride
to find
the half that's better .
I is just one letter,
but you are more,
to me.

And I know your heart
is all you've ever known,
but give me just a part of you,
and Ill stay true.
Keep it sound,
keep you around.

I'm here,
so hear,
what I've got to say
to the fear
that's holding you back:

Let go of my lover,
I want to uncover
what they could do with out you.
See we've got a thing going,
we're a bit easygoing,
flowing,
in the unknowning,
we could be two birds in flight, formation ,
in migration
to something new.
So few have felt
what the wind has dealt,
but I know it well.
Ever since I fell
from the safety of the nest.

Now there used to be a way for me and you,
and we were bounding through;
the sky, we flew. We were high,
we knew. We grew, it's true.

So spread your wings again, and
let go of the branch and then,

fly with me, with me.

— The End —