Ours
Spinning around
Reaching and grabbing
Falling down to the ground
The air we keep stabbing
Whisper in my ear
Tell me the truth
Give me a chance my dear
I need some proof
I'll tell you all that I know
If you'll be honest with me
Don't make a big show
I just want ti be able to see
You have the power.
It could all the ours.
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