this moment is what i've been waiting for
to entice my senses with cheap words and expenses
evading what really needs to be said
just living my life with this heart in my hands
that is what my hopes are comprised of
to live with a sense of security following me
those eyes that are filled with hopeless sense and wonder
only to have it all torn asunder
but when this moment dies
i wont look to the future, or seek another
as long as your hand still rests in mine
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