No, you don't
Know a thing
About this pain that I've felt
About my personal hell
No, you don't
Want to see
Past what I've put into this kiss
All the things that I hid
From you
And I whisper
So softly
Into your ear
That I want a way out
That I need a way out
But you don't hear
No, you don't
Hear a thing
My words echo in the room
They echo right through you
No, you don't
Know a thing
About this pain that I've felt
About my personal hell
No, you don't
Want to see
Past what I've put into this kiss
All the things that I hid
From you
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Keep writing. Create. Jake asked that I say, "Hey!" He was very impressed with "Dear Michelle." Great show at "Pinocchio's" - a monumental "rush" for you. I know; I've been there.
Your voice is beginning to come into play (aren't you glad you put off "Dear Michelle" for your first performance? You nailed it during Me & My Uncle's "The Party's Over" finale.
Be blessed!
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