Days spent on the beach
where my thoughts can mumble
and my body can be alone
The confusion of the wind blowing on me
feels like your touch
or a sigh or a whisper
but I am fading and you can see right through me,
and right through my lies

The sun touched your cheek
and your teeth showed for a
sweet smile,
sweet, sweet tears
falling down from your eyes,
beautiful love has failed once again...
 
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