A lot of people think
Maybe they are the one
It’s easy to believe
After you break a couple hearts
But I’ve outlived a few
And the one’s
Turn into seconds and thirds
The spellbinding hole in your heart
Never touched a golden day in the light
Never kissed by drops of sunlight
A world inside a drop of dew
Never have known the desert of despair
Of a wandering woman’s heart
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