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I've got nowhere to go and this place is nowhere I should be. I can see it in your face forever isn't what you see when you're looking at me. I always try to run because safe feels better than when you leave and done is all I become! But, there's just something in me that's held tight in your grip. I can't help but stare at the shape my name gives your perfect lips. I hear you calling my name, and I know tomorrow I will never be the same. Still, I always run into a just love me fight knowing its just to get you through your lonely nights. I listen to you play your piano, singing to me with a smile "girl take me home, sweet baby girl, it's better than wondering around all alone." And it's so sad knowing tonight is all of me you'll ever want to know. And knowing all of this, still, I dance for you. Still, to you I always go! And every time you kiss me and promise everything is alright. You promise tomorrow you will call... but, I know it'll only be a call creeping towards the night!
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 7:31 PM UTC
Piano Man.
I've got nowhere to go and this place is nowhere I should be. I can see it in your face forever isn't what you see when you're looking at me. I always try to run because safe feels better than when you leave and done is all I become! But, there's just something in me that's held tight in your grip. I can't help but stare at the shape my name gives your perfect lips. I hear you calling my name, and I know tomorrow I will never be the same. Still, I always run into a just love me fight knowing its just to get you through your lonely nights. I listen to you play your piano, singing to me with a smile "girl take me home, sweet baby girl, it's better than wondering around all alone." And it's so sad knowing tonight is all of me you'll ever want to know. And knowing all of this, still, I dance for you. Still, to you I always go! And every time you kiss me and promise everything is alright. You promise tomorrow you will call... but, I know it'll only be a call creeping towards the night!
kerrie-sursely
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 7:31 PM UTC
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