There's a song in my heart,
Yearning to start.
There's a taste on my lips,
Much sweeter than your kiss,
And there's a time in the day,
Where I should go my own way.
But still I stay,
Under your wing,
Away from the world,
An innocent thing.
There's a thought on my mind,
To be free and unwind.
There's a fire in my eyes,
With more than just guys.
And there's a price to pay,
When all I do is lay.
But still I stay,
Under your wing,
Away from the world,
My heart keeps bleeding.
And still I stay,
Under your wing,
And I remain,
An innocent thing.
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