You Are Magnificent

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Making my way to where we play.

Seeing you there I stop and stare.

Busted - not sure how many times.

Crossed over - dunno how many lines.

Lights flash and begin to swing.

See darlin' I don’t want to miss a thing.

What can I say?

You are magnificent.

Reach for a pen, but it won’t write.

Reach for the keyboard, but it won’t type.

Reach for the words, but I can’t breath.

Reach for the top, everything stops.

Your are magnificent.

A twelve year old is all that I see.

Can’t believe I’m lookin at me.

Waited for that perfect sign.

Demanding better all the time.

(Been so many I'm damn near blind.)

Here we are once again.

Sorry, sunshine can’t complain.

What can I say?

You are magnificent.

Reach for a pen, but it won’t write.

Reach for the keyboard, but it won’t type.

Reach for the words, but I can’t breath.

Reach for the top, everything stops.

Your are magnificent.

A silver line is all that binds.

The truth from what is told.

This hand folds.

The game is done - it was fun.

Never intended this to be

Uncomfortable
For You - at all - You see.

'Cause that is just not me.

It is just not me.

What can I say?

You are magnificent.