You right me
Baby
the broken glass
its brought me back
from the still
and unspoken.
from the black..
I am back.
And latley
I can relax
cuz I see
the bright truth
seeping through
my old fingers
through my hands
I hold on
to the plans that we're making
your truth, it's so real
and I feel
oh so fresh
so exact
its your love
brought me back
brings me back
keeps me right
when I'm wrong, all wrong
born all wrong
ya you right me.
even when I fight me
you delight me..
and you right me!
by
DeVdoll343posted on 06/06/2008
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