Of a morning left to unfold
My whispered feelings to the dark
Are nothing to you
Are nothing at all
Except for in my own thoughts
Where it grows and takes life
You are always on my mind
These situations and novelties
This life I concocted out of dreams
I saw the discolored lines of my heart
I saw the miscalculations
I wanted to be more than this
But my psychotic way is overrunning me
So I live inside my mind
You are always on my mind
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