You gave me flowers and kisses on lips...
You let me hold your hand
You gave me symbols society grips
You built for us a plan
You gave me grace to measure up
to standards you increased
one for every boy who you've known
a few for father man
_____
You counted every hurt you felt
forgave me seven fold
and hid from me each bitter tear
in boxes lined with gold
Forgetting harms that hold you tight
imagine worlds away
The preasure builds and steam escapes
it longs to break the mould
_____
A different kind of love
I've waited through the days
For you to see me here
instead of far away
I'm sick of waiting here
And holdin back the years
You'll take a part of me
to put into your box of tears
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