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Some Day

I’m a poet yet I can’t quite describe the way you make me feel It’s a simple kind of dream-like state and yet I know it’s real.. So long I’ve held up my guard So long I’ve protected both my heart and yours So long I’ve been too scared to open those doors So afraid of what I might find if I decide to take that chance and confess, Confess that I adore your smile Confess that someday I wish to walk down your isle Confess that I can’t stop thinking of you I’m scared to admit that this love might be true I don’t know what to do.. Perhaps it’s best if you just never knew And yet I cannot contain what I’m feeling inside This fire inside of me is starting to hurt me It grows bigger than I can contain I just want to share it with you Grow it bigger with you What is love if I only have it for you but you do not know it I love you I love you I love you I love you Something only my heart will know for now Something the world will never know Something you will never know I love you I love you I love you I do not know how you feel for me But I hope that some day I will be able to tell you how I feel And get set this ever growing, but caged-in fire, free.

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