Bind Up My Hair

I was young and full of dreams Wanting to be with you always So I let my black hair grow long 'Til it would reach your heart You glanced at me many times And I was too shy to confess I looked at the skies everyday As I brushed my cascading mane I imagined your hands on me Your fingers were so soft Telling me that you adore me As you tied up my long hair The sun gave way to the moon Silky black turned to gray But still my hair is flowing Past my untamed bitter heart I look sadly at the starlit skies When I alone brush my long tresses Remembering regrets of the past And knowing you bind up her hair.

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