set you free
I raise my hand and spread my fingers
And wave to you
You lower your eyes and shake your head
But i know it's you
It's the flock of hair
Swimming in the air
Golden weave
But you squirm under my glare
Because you know it's not fair
But You want to grieve
So i shake my head in return
And now it's my turn to squirm
So as i set you free
You set a fire in me to burn.
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And wave to you
You lower your eyes and shake your head
But i know it's you
It's the flock of hair
Swimming in the air
Golden weave
But you squirm under my glare
Because you know it's not fair
But You want to grieve
So i shake my head in return
And now it's my turn to squirm
So as i set you free
You set a fire in me to burn.
© All Rights Reserved