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The Past
People say I have my hands full
with you
I say I would not have it any other way
your past is never far from the surface
the hurt lingers behind your eyes
the shadows flicker across your face
more than I would like
The ghosts that won't be laid to rest
I am not your past
So when you see me hold out my hand
To you,
When I wrap my arms around you,
When I hold you until you fall asleep
I will always be there
I won't let go
To see the morning sun reflected in your eyes
not haunted by the dreams
Is all I ask
with you
I say I would not have it any other way
your past is never far from the surface
the hurt lingers behind your eyes
the shadows flicker across your face
more than I would like
The ghosts that won't be laid to rest
I am not your past
So when you see me hold out my hand
To you,
When I wrap my arms around you,
When I hold you until you fall asleep
I will always be there
I won't let go
To see the morning sun reflected in your eyes
not haunted by the dreams
Is all I ask
Published 5th Mar 2014
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