from Home Again
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I`m standing before my old high school.
It`s been 10 yrs since I touched the door.
But to heal the old pain we must face it again
so I`ll walk down that hallway once more.
I have come to this 10 yr reunion for my heart is still pris`ner of war.
`n if I find it`s alright we`re escaping tonight.
That`s what I came back here for.
Won`t you please waltz with me?
I feel like I`m just like I used to be
my heart is locked up here so quietly
believing that you hold the key.
Won`t you please waltz me free?
The turns of our steps are untangling me,
free from some dragged around memory
and the rusty old remnants of fear.
And after 10 years,
I`m melting the shackles with tears.
I`m as nervous as if its still high school.
You`re happily married I know.
But it`s not just this dance that I`m asking you for.
I`m asking you ten years ago.
Remember I wrote in your yearbook?
Could you please waste some time on me?
There`s just a few things I must tell you,
but that`s as brave as I could be.
Won`t you please waltz with me?
I feel like I`m just like I used to be
my heart is locked up here so quietly
believing that you hold the key.
Won`t you please waltz me free?
The turns of our steps are untangling me,
free from some dragged around memory
and the rusty old remnants of fear.
And after 10 years,
I`m melting the shackles with tears.
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