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Jan 2013
It's what you say
It don't make sense
It's what you mean
Keep it present tense
It's what you don't know
It's what you believe

Looking up at you through
Cloudy eyes on a hazy day
It's forming something
That can be in the greatest way
Because when I touch you
I know you get goosebumps
Put your hands on me now
Let me know if you think you're stumped
I'm here to help
To be felt
Inside and out

You call me on the phone
I can hear the hesitation in your sound
I can pick up on it from a mile away
Baby, you're not the only one who's bound
To do something completely new
But if I've learned anything
It's that I'd rather have you
On a new plane
Heading to that plateau
I know it feels insane
But trust me to be the only one you know
For sure
John
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John  28/M/New York
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