I let down my defenses with my clothes
I lie here exposed
and no one knows
but you and I
I have reason to run from the truth
I can't lie
and no one knows
but you and I
Sometimes as crazy
as the catcher in the rye
Holden Coalfield
But no one knows
but you and I
There are secrets that I hold
kept hidden, never told
and no one knows
but you and I
Thursday, October 13, 2011
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