Tightrope

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You were so sweet dancing on my tongue.
I could think about you all day long.

Your face across my mind is all I need.
The imagination of you and I is getting too real.

I never asked for anyone to come out of the lonely blue.
And now I'm just caught up in you.

I'm walking a tightrope for you here.
You should know that falling is my greatest fear.

Be the net underneath me.
As I start falling for you, I'm ready.

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