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Tornadoes of Late
There’s
this feeling that burning inside of me And
this feeling’s burned many away from me It’s
not of love nor hate, nor lies Only
tornadoes of late, burning inside Friends of mine kindle this flame And
I’m fighting these feelings for their not to blame But
I can turn away for inside of me Tornadoes
of late, won’t let me be I
feel this pulling stifling love And
it pulls me away from my place with the dove These
feelings inside are ruining me Tornadoes
of Late, won’t let me be Now,
I’ve been pulled away from the ones that I’ve loved Only
proving what dreams are not made of I
still feel this pulling inside of my soul Tornadoes of late, taking their toll
©1992 Sean Moore |
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