you
let
me
be
the things i’d long forgot
held me close untied the knots
without a scheme without a plot
you gave me back
who i was before
and didn’t know no more
the one who’d shut that door
the things i’d long forgot
held me close untied the knots
without a scheme without a plot
you gave me back
who i was before
and didn’t know no more
the one who’d shut that door
you got me back on track
of who i used to be
who i was to me
the gypsy wild banshee
you let me be
of who i used to be
who i was to me
the gypsy wild banshee
you let me be
the
me
of
me
.
.
4 comments:
Sounds like a keeper to me...
yes, he was but sadly i could not keep him!
How sad, that the keepers always drift away....
yes, true in many instances, gemel, i'm sure - however, in this instance, it was i who drifted [left abruptly] away - honor before all else - although ...............
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