You take as fast as you give
I am left with what you leave
Take my eyes make them yours
Take my heart and give me yours
Lover, father, friend
Giver, creator, taker
Hold me
Mold me
Make me
Shake me
Shape me
I wana run until my feet get tired
Carry me only to take me home
Why do I only want when you are all I need?
I know you know I don’t need this
I am what you make of me
Take me from me
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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