Maddie Riggs
Thoughts to a Lover
A story, your eyes they do hold
Oh, something scarce, something untold
A beauty there is deep inside
For the parts of you that you hide
I fear for what you could become
This world could make a king go numb
If you were to love only one
You'd be the bullet and I the gun
Still I adore the things you are
And I long for you when you’re far
The world I would give if you asked
A love like this is one to last
Your voice is a song in my head
For down wander lane I you lead
Will you kiss me again sweetly
And please hold my hand discreetly
Wrap your arms around me once more
Sweep me away just like the shore
I wish to know the world above
Oh, but only with you, my love
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There is a tendency that I have to obey
It’s an inclination to learn the hard way
And of the consequences I am aware
You could call me the Devil of Dares
Maybe it's my naivety sung in a song
Maybe it's my desperation to prove my gut wrong
Maybe it's because I'm obsessed with seeing the good
Loving more, forgiving more, probably more than I should
I’ve learned expectations and oh, how dangerous they are
Yet I still can not stop myself from the assumptions that marr
I am a paradox and not even in the interesting way
How frustrating it is that my mind and emotions will fray
I don't believe that just because something has a patterned name
Or because the result or product was reiterated the same
That the next time cannot somehow be different
But who am I with a head split and mind ambivalent
Thoughts to a Lover
A story, your eyes they do hold
Oh, something scarce, something untold
A beauty there is deep inside
For the parts of you that you hide
I fear for what you could become
This world could make a king go numb
If you were to love only one
You'd be the bullet and I the gun
Still I adore the things you are
And I long for you when you’re far
The world I would give if you asked
A love like this is one to last
Your voice is a song in my head
For down wander lane I you lead
Will you kiss me again sweetly
And please hold my hand discreetly
Wrap your arms around me once more
Sweep me away just like the shore
I wish to know the world above
Oh, but only with you, my love
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There is a tendency that I have to obey
It’s an inclination to learn the hard way
And of the consequences I am aware
You could call me the Devil of Dares
Maybe it's my naivety sung in a song
Maybe it's my desperation to prove my gut wrong
Maybe it's because I'm obsessed with seeing the good
Loving more, forgiving more, probably more than I should
I’ve learned expectations and oh, how dangerous they are
Yet I still can not stop myself from the assumptions that marr
I am a paradox and not even in the interesting way
How frustrating it is that my mind and emotions will fray
I don't believe that just because something has a patterned name
Or because the result or product was reiterated the same
That the next time cannot somehow be different
But who am I with a head split and mind ambivalent