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a change of heart
you didn't come in
like a storm or a stampede.
it was gentle and slow,
like the fog or a creek.
one day i looked at you
beside me
with brand new eyes.
and now its only a matter of time
before you're mine.
you didn't come in
like a storm or a stampede.
it was gentle and slow,
like the fog or a creek.
one day i looked at you
beside me
with brand new eyes.
and now its only a matter of time
before you're mine.