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My fingers may not know a guitar And I might never raise the bar But I'm trying to be the man That can do all he can To be with you I know my heart finds no directions It can get lost in storms of affection So I put this song together So even if in stormy weather I can sing it and remember You Cause you're beautiful even when you deny it And the night skies in your eyes just seem to cry it And your hair falls down like waterfalls Your voice a singing bird with melodic calls My heart's a kite, and for the night, fly it Let your scars sing their secrets I'll be holding you safe from all the threats And maybe as we walk the beaches Remembering blessings and curses We can smile at our perfect messes And I'll sing to you You're beautiful even when you deny it And the night skies in your eyes just seem to cry it And your hair falls down like waterfalls Your voice a singing bird with melodic calls My heart's a kite, and for the night fly it.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
If I wrote a song,
My fingers may not know a guitar And I might never raise the bar But I'm trying to be the man That can do all he can To be with you I know my heart finds no directions It can get lost in storms of affection So I put this song together So even if in stormy weather I can sing it and remember You Cause you're beautiful even when you deny it And the night skies in your eyes just seem to cry it And your hair falls down like waterfalls Your voice a singing bird with melodic calls My heart's a kite, and for the night, fly it Let your scars sing their secrets I'll be holding you safe from all the threats And maybe as we walk the beaches Remembering blessings and curses We can smile at our perfect messes And I'll sing to you You're beautiful even when you deny it And the night skies in your eyes just seem to cry it And your hair falls down like waterfalls Your voice a singing bird with melodic calls My heart's a kite, and for the night fly it.
Apologies for my previous poems, they were uninspired. See, what happened is that I found someone, yet I still wrote about heartbreak and sadness. But now, as she becomes all I think about, I realize I can write poems about her. Love can do mysterious things, can't it?
#love#song
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
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