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she stepped outside into the morning air to watch the
cars go by and let the sun dry her hair i wanted to tell her how beautiful she
was but i just stared i sat behind the wheel and watched the raindrops as they
gathered on the windshield and raced down into the humming motor and she
folded up her fears like paper airplanes and lost them in the trees and i know
i don't deserve this: the capacity to feel (to laugh and to cry and to praise)
for that i live and breathe and wake each day clean is nothing less than your
grace (in awkward and glorious movement).
cars go by and let the sun dry her hair i wanted to tell her how beautiful she
was but i just stared i sat behind the wheel and watched the raindrops as they
gathered on the windshield and raced down into the humming motor and she
folded up her fears like paper airplanes and lost them in the trees and i know
i don't deserve this: the capacity to feel (to laugh and to cry and to praise)
for that i live and breathe and wake each day clean is nothing less than your
grace (in awkward and glorious movement).
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but wow, nothing has ever sounded so romantic as this song. there is a kind of creepy stalker aspect, but who cares? who wouldnt love someone thinking something like this about them. it almost makes me want to die. wow. wow. wow. i am in awe. no matter how many times ive heard it it always makes me ache the exact same way.