I want to know your plans and how involved in them I am.
When I go to sleep for good will I be forgiven?
And If you want roses i'll go buy a bouquet.
If that just won't cut it, well what can I say?
You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
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