You're the women who made me a man I was down you taught me to stand I was made up of nothing You put something inside You opened my chest And put
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You're the women who made me a man I was down you taught me to stand I was made up of nothing You put something inside You opened my chest And
It's more than love And it's less than love It's what I give to you. It's more than love And it's less than love It's what I give to you, you, you.
Drink deep, it's just a taste, and it might not come this way again, I believe in moments, transparent moment, moments in grace when you've got to stake
I'm going down, going down, deeper than inside --the world is my fuse-- And once inside gonna tear till there's nothing left to find And you wonder
It never seemed that close to me No it never seemed all that much to see But now it feels so real feels so real to me But now it feels so much Feels
Maybe what you've seen isn't part of me at all It must belong to someone, but not to me Maybe I was too quick - too quick to turn my head But I had
I was the champion of forgive forget But I haven't found a way To forgive you yet And though I know you and I are through All my thoughts are lines converging
Wanting to understand To understand a hand thats not my hand In a moment to be defined All clear lines of all that, that could mean And I'm wanting eyes