I never thought of anything more than love...
To feel it, know it, smell it, embrace it...
I never thought of anything more than love...
To learn it, see it, not chase it...
But somehow i am...
Somehow I am...
Ripped from the cages of the pericardium my heart is exposed,
Inflicted with pain, suffering internally, yet no doctors know...
They know not the cure to this yet hold lifetime degrees...
And still, with aching bones i get on my knees...
Praying and asking God to let my eyes open from what i have seen...
I never thought of anything more than love...
To feel it, know it, smell it, embrace it...
I never thought of anything more than love...
To catch it, Squeeze it, not hurt it...
But somehow I am...
Somehow I am...
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