| PUSH |
by Bob
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| everytime you push me |
| you think i'll come apart |
| just like those before me |
who claimed to want your heart
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| you think you push my heart away |
| with each cold steely dart |
| but what you really do you see |
is get deeper in my heart
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| i never wanted "easy" |
| and this is just the start |
| i am ready to do battle |
to mend your broken heart
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| those that would protect you |
| those tough yet tender parts |
| gonna someday listen |
to the language of our hearts
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| but until that day has risen |
| until that bright dawn starts |
| trust that i'll remember |
they have always kept your heart
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| and when they speak so harshly |
| of course it kinda smarts |
| but i love them oh so dearly |
for tending your dear heart
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| so when they rant and bluster |
| which they do with flair and art |
| they only push you deeper |
| and deeper in my heart |
| ALWAYS! |
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