give me a time,
when the love was all mine,
and i'll record it in a notebook.
who's got the guts,
to draw the line,
on the page.
when nobody's looking.
it's a secret you see,
you don't have to believe,
it's a dream,
someone else's reality.
if someone would find it,
the sky would fall down,
the moon and the sun,
would go black.
martians invade,
the table'd be set,
the earth would tremble,
to know it.
and still,
maybe not,
being true,
to yourself
your true friends,
would keep you protected,
from disease and the cold,
until you are old,
you’d forget and you would not even know it.
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