i only wished to feel
to somehow become real
i closed my eyes
whispered prayers
i even clicked my heels
at least three or a hundred times
but the storm kept blowing through
ripping out the truth
from under my feet
rocketing me up toward troubled skies
my heart all black and blue
when i look down and see you
you come meet me
and say "we're free"
love has got us now
you caught me by surprise
with your angel arms and eyes
now i feel
i was always real
i am love and you
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