Speak of Real Bliss
I stopped combing my heart
So my feelings could lock up
And I’d be able to speak of real bliss
Then wrap my love around how unlike
The others you drew no boundaries
But still you knew who you want
And I didn’t have to pull any stunts
Or play these games
That we all play when the days
Turn to night and her smile
Shines so bright
I’m enamoured
Losing all my power
But I don’t need this
Lie to steal this kiss
And I don’t have to lie
Or invent moments that
Speak of real bliss
Or wish that she was another
Cause she’s the other
I wished they all were
The games I used to stir
My pot of lies
And tries to be the man
I’m not ready to be
You had the foresight to see
That soon I’ll be the man
Who speaks of real bliss
And wants to give you kids
Living the best life
You’ll ever know
We’ll grow together
Maybe even old
A weathered couple
Reminiscing about that Tuesday night
We had our last first kiss
The night I learned how
To speak of real bliss.
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