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In You Found Myself
In You Found Myself
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My heart dances to the melody of your eyes
In your long dark hair, I want to confide
It's not your eyes, your hair, or your mouth
It's not the way you dance or the words that come out
It's not the light in your eyes, nor the things you do
It's not the way you touch me or touch you need too
It's not about good times or hard times; we would ensue
I found myself when I saw your face
Your words are my song in the night
We fight in circles, both wrong and right
