High On This Feeling
high on this feeling
i find myself skipping
i come to realize that i am happy
i have not had a visit from there in a while
high on this feeling
i take another whiff of the breeze that positively addicts me
i come to figure out that i left pitiful behind finally
i have not had this type of freedom sine about 1000 less grey hairs ago
then you invite yourself in with your bold and beautiful self
you were the total opposite of each and everything i was used to
when i did not wanna go and acted out like a big old baby, you got in my face and made me experience what i was afraid of
your victory was a kiss of gratitude from me and ummm....something else later....
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