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Time the only thing here
he calls me over
my dear
she calls him
he leaves
if only he could see
he is my love my half my me
if only he could see
we were meant to be
if only he could see
I would be his her him i he
But soon he goes
leaving his love and his foes
he steps by her side
and my feet lift
or fall
he wouldnt call
i couldnt feel the glide in my step
i over slept
my father my mother there i kept
circling
he returned
he hated the way i was
i felt a buzz
there he was