Sunday morning alone in the park
A vision come to me
Born of several passionless nights
When heartache came to bait me
Are the rations of love that you give
Enough to set me free?
Second guessing what you're thinking of
Second guessing what you do for love
Second guessing if you care enough
Or if love will call on me
Second guessing what your eye can see
Second guessing if it falls on me
Second guessing if you'll guarantee
That this love will call on me
Monday morning alone in my room
It finally came to me
Like the sunset that heightens the hills
It boldened me and raised me.
Undeniably, fooling around
Is all that this will be
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I should be looking forward
I can't be looking down
I have to face the future alone
With you not around
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