Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The key.

I know I've said it,
But I want to show it to you,
This only key,
Key to my heart,
Hold back your hair,
Tieing it around your neck,
I want you to know how important you are,

I know I've said it,
But I want to make you feel this.
In the busiest of days, I call you,
A table for two, at the end of the highway.
Hold my hand and here I am.
I've left my cellphone in the car,
Tonight, you're the only thing on my mind.

Beneath the silver moon,
Lie here with me, by the sand.
I don't want you to ever cry again.
If its 3 in the morning,
Or time for my favourite talk show.
I'd ask you to ring me but you would never.

Here is the key,
The only extra key to my place.
Feel my heartbeat.
No second thoughts, no bluffing.
After you step in,
Call it home... Smile and come home.

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