All the measuring and rating
come down to just blind dating
all your toting up the score
where your less will meet her more
where her don't will drown your do
and your treason is her truth
time and again
a heart will break
time and again
a heart will mend
yes there's so much it can hide
makes you wonder where it finds
that awful strength
all your fear will feed her force
when she takes you to the source
where you finally place her face
and you know this ends the race
now your less will be her more
and her wals will be your door
refr.
1995.
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