Meant to be
I say let’s have a heart to heart
My eyebrows furrow
Hmm where should I start?
The light bulb above my head shines bright
And I begin to babble all through the night
I speak of things, of this and that
We may start to argue but I’m always right
And that’s a fact
But what’s weird is that when I’m done
After all the nonsense that I needed to say is finally off my chest
You actually paid attention
Which is weird because no one ever really does
An this thought begins to brew
That maybe… just maybe
I’m meant to be with you
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