Brand New
Spinning in circles and everything should be a blur
But I see more clearly then ever before
What is this strange new world, and why do I feel so alive?
I don't know what's going on but damn if I don't love it
Breathing deeply, Staring out the window, air in my lungs like ice cold water
Colors swirling and everything's so vibrant
Everything's Alive! Everything's Alive!
Wrap my arms around my chest, hug myself tight. This can't be real.
It's too perfect, something bad has to happen. Dreams don't come true.
Smiling down at me he shakes his head, "No that's not true."
He says and I smile, how can he know?
"I love you, isn't that enough that dreams do come true?"
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