Tell me a story,

And then sing me a song.

Sing like you mean each word,

Don’t lose your melody,

My beautiful singer.

And tell like you’ve lived it.

Don’t lose your enigma.

Oh, won’t you tell me…

Don’t make me a liar,

Don’t you leave me.

Do not trouble me,

With your insecurities,

With your bad news.

Let me tell you something true.

Be my friend,

And I’ll be yours eternally.


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