The Unfailing/Unreal
Was it me who said it's unreal hard for me to feel afraid to chill
because your mouth can't conceal your too damn quick to reveal
the unreal
Just a thought already caught up deep down far in denial, naive
like a child with my one way of thinking I can't believe I stare too
hard to keep from blinking, my heart is sinking further just to discover
I only need one lover.
The unfailing
Loves effectiveness brings such bliss I'd be stupid to dis, the touch or the
hold, don't want to be too bold or tell a lie you know to get by
you've been my comfort, my friend you helped me mend my heart
from years of tearing it apart
the unfailing you almost unreal!
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