Thursday, September 1, 2011

Fit Like A Glove

Running around
Out of my mind
What has been said
It could never be mine

Pieces of dreams
Alone on the wave
Catching the dust
The thoughts have been saved

What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove

Riding the dream
Making this strong
Sitting on time
To where I belong

What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove

This feels so right
It seems so fine
It's not too tight
It holds and defines

What are we running from anyway
I've been here before and I've taken the blame
It's not like when you're falling in love you
All of these dreams that fit like a glove

©7/16/11 Bruce Clifford


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