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How do you tell a girl that you want to hold her hand How do I tell a girl that you love her hair That she smells like the best kind of flowers How do you show her off to your family Call her baby and give her memories Showering with someone is a really innocent thing Your body caressing theirs Every scar every bruise is in full view Awkward silence and blushing cheeks How do I tell a girl I want to kiss her forehead to ease her dark thoughts To walk through fire to show her the calm How do you prove that you are pure That you are not who you once were That you can be everything while being nothing How do you lay in her bed And listen to her slow breathing You just want to be the bright blue sky In the big great world You would move mountains Swim across vast seas You see her when you close your eyes And she's been racing through your mind all day We are the sun We are the rain We are the dirt We are the wind When you are with her, you can't breathe You hold your breath as to not disturb her with your unsteadiness You are scared but you are not alone You are here and I like you
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 6:17 PM UTC
This Is About A Girl
How do you tell a girl that you want to hold her hand How do I tell a girl that you love her hair That she smells like the best kind of flowers How do you show her off to your family Call her baby and give her memories Showering with someone is a really innocent thing Your body caressing theirs Every scar every bruise is in full view Awkward silence and blushing cheeks How do I tell a girl I want to kiss her forehead to ease her dark thoughts To walk through fire to show her the calm How do you prove that you are pure That you are not who you once were That you can be everything while being nothing How do you lay in her bed And listen to her slow breathing You just want to be the bright blue sky In the big great world You would move mountains Swim across vast seas You see her when you close your eyes And she's been racing through your mind all day We are the sun We are the rain We are the dirt We are the wind When you are with her, you can't breathe You hold your breath as to not disturb her with your unsteadiness You are scared but you are not alone You are here and I like you
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 6:17 PM UTC
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