When I woke up you were gone, I didn't like it. I understood, but I didn't like it.
I searched for you in vain, but to no results.
I found your note, and it helped.
I don't ever want to wake up without you again.
I love you more each day.
Reinvention tastes like this:
Tie me down, I'll fly away,
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.
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