I draw words out
Like spilled paint
That never dries
It is you standing there at the edge of every breath I take
I fight every moment
But you are there -
Knocking on every door -
I look to the sky
On every night drive
The Stars guide me home
Tell me not to forget in faith tonight
I feel you at home inside my eyes
Sitting looking out
I know you want what's best for me
But you were what made me best
You see
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