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The adrenaline rush that I felt in your arms Was enough to burst the fragile heart in my chest See, I’ve been dropped before I fell to the floor of love and my heart cracked like your mother’s vase The pieces shattered in each direction Breaking the walls of my heat’s protection So when I was with you, the braces came down and the bandages were removed My heart’s wings spread for the first time and I flew Once again I could feel hope and show it in my eyes You’re the doctor that cured me You’re the pilot that flies my heart Because my feelings for you could power a locomotive That could carry the sorrows of the world to it’s broken tracks into the valley of relief I dare say I could almost fly Not metaphorically but literally Sometimes I catch my heart floating a little too high Out of it’s place, but still in bliss It skips a few beats and comes back down Like a hot air balloon filled with the heat of my feelings for you So if I, one day Defy gravity and begin to float away Jump in the basket Our adventure will have no horizons
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Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 10:52 PM UTC
Hearts and Hot-Air Balloons
The adrenaline rush that I felt in your arms Was enough to burst the fragile heart in my chest See, I’ve been dropped before I fell to the floor of love and my heart cracked like your mother’s vase The pieces shattered in each direction Breaking the walls of my heat’s protection So when I was with you, the braces came down and the bandages were removed My heart’s wings spread for the first time and I flew Once again I could feel hope and show it in my eyes You’re the doctor that cured me You’re the pilot that flies my heart Because my feelings for you could power a locomotive That could carry the sorrows of the world to it’s broken tracks into the valley of relief I dare say I could almost fly Not metaphorically but literally Sometimes I catch my heart floating a little too high Out of it’s place, but still in bliss It skips a few beats and comes back down Like a hot air balloon filled with the heat of my feelings for you So if I, one day Defy gravity and begin to float away Jump in the basket Our adventure will have no horizons
muggleginger
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Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 10:52 PM UTC
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