You?
You?
How true
Are you?
Are you lost?
In a faraway place
Where you conceal
Your true face
Oh what color?
Do you see
Yes
When you see me
Do you see blue?
Do you see grey?
Does your memory
Of me yearn to sway?
Or is the world
Sunshine and gay
I read you
Like I read a book
When I see that look
The eyes of a
Doe you have
You’re a dreadful liar
I’m proud of that.
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