If I were to fall
would you come along?
Because without you
I don't know right from wrong.
I need you like I need
the air that I breathe.
In and out
with a heavy heave.
And sometimes I wonder
if I'm really thinking this through
Are you right for me
and am I right for you?
So as each day passes
I pull down the masses
And my hope for you
dies away.
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