Vulnerability
I got your back, baby
and feels like you got mine
Yeah, feels just fine sitting here
leaning back into you leaning
back into me
You look east and I
look west and both
relax us into stories
strong and easy
Reckon we look like a tree?
Sometimes I wonder if
we turned to face each other
who’d have our
backs?
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2007
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