Don’t let go of my hand. Please Don’t let go.
I am hurt. I need you, you of all people should know.
I feel cared for and needed when we hold hands.
But when we let go, it’s like instruments without a band.
The band is playing the song of my heart, can’t you hear?
It’s telling you that, when were together I don’t feel fear.
When tears cascade down my face will you kiss them away.
Will you fulfill them tomorrow, your promises of yesterday.
Will you see that my eyes are sad, and the only light that comes from them is when they reflect you.
Can you see the three words, in my mind, I have been wanting to say, you know, I Love You.
Do you laugh when I laugh?
If we lose each other will we cross paths?
Do you cry when I cry?
And when you die will I die?
Even though I’m bitter, your smile makes everything seem sweet.
You can’t even begin to understand how your words sweep me off my feet.
When my heart skips a beat, you walk a step.
The blood that runs through my veins boil because you haven’t noticed yet.
A missing note, A Harmony off Key.
A love for you and Love for me.
Pieces of a Puzzle, Together we fit, woman and man.
You took my heart with you when you let go of my hand.
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