With no concern about the voices,
without a care about the crowds,
anticipation draws me through the room
to my baby's smile.
I hold a pen like a prophet,
trying hard to figure out,
how this vision came to life
and swept away all fear and every doubt.
We're caught up.
We can't afford to fight this now,
unless we care to own a life of sleepless nights.
It's silent. We can't afford to write this down.
'Cause there is a secret.
I had searched for a solution
and found it in your blinding light.
The way you wrap me in a blanket of desire,
all day and every night.
It's tragic.
No two will love like this again.
Sometimes it makes me feel a little selfish.
It's silent.
We can't afford to write this down.
There is a secret
that's buried deep within us,
like a beating heart.
There is a promise
that holds us close
and will lead us home.
I've won the greatest race.
There is nothing left behind.
I've won the highest prize,
your hand in mine.
All mine.
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