there's a warmth i feel when i stand still;
there's a rhythmic breath against my back.
is there a reason i can't feel the lightness of peace?
"there are roses in your hair and a lily on your breast."
there are your songs playing in my dreams again.
is there a reason i can't forget about you?
there are miles between us now.
there's a stranger in your bed.
is there a reason you won't stop haunting me?
there are millions of reasons.
there are millions of distractions.
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