I Was There Once
"Love of my life
Why do you hold a knife?
Don't you know the love?
And hope from up above
The demons you are now free of
The demands that you must give up
But you afriad that you might,
Slip up
Trip up
On words that once came easy
The hurt you buried so deeply
All the secrets you were keeping
As you tried to hide your feelings
Ordinary now seems appealing
I know,I was there once, Believe me."
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