To the desert I follow him
Bleeding heart in my hand
Cant let anyone know
Im bad for my man
Because he isnt really mine
And I dont care if it makes you all mad
If our being together drives you to the brink
Of insanity
Because maybe youll relate to me
Waiting two years or three
To finally be somebody
Cause if the stars align
And he belongs to me
Then ill finally know
How its tastes to be free
With his lips on my mouth
Searching for freedom in the clouds
Or just laying in a field with the
Water in the background
Birds in the sky,
one with bugs on the ground
And his eyes locked with mine
As I promise to stay the night
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