which means i don't know where to turn
best at the chase and weak in the knees
confident until the sun goes down
and reveals hesitant lines around my face
could carry your memory for longer than i can explain
part of some talent i picked up on the school ground
playing with hearts and avoiding the next step
wished for you upon some long since lost star
and wound up settling for faint images
that pass the time
but could never effectively be called mine
want what i've never been told i need
and can't have what i miss already
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