It seems I've been knocked down again
no, not quite yet
But I am standing on a stack of cards
dancing on glass table
Playing with the possibility
no, the certainty
that you will hurt me
like a flower at the break of winter
I'm waiting for the ice
your cold words trying to be nice
telling me that maybe
this isn't quite right
I am a leaf at the tippy top
clinging to a maple tree
Though I can see it coming
I hope autumn wont catch me
yet.
I watch you drift away from whatever we are
even though you're not getting too far
not far enough for me to cry
but I'm still not strong enough to say goodbye
Not far enough to be out of sight
I'm not in an airplane
you're no ant to me
You haven't run far enough for me to do much
Yet.
You haven't knocked me down
winter hasn't hit
You're not far enough
just yet.
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