Saturday, September 15, 2012

Head First

I want you to fight for me, baby.
Throw me, head first, into love.
Take my hand, and lead me.
Make this something I'm sure of.

Too many have left me wounded.
Too many have let me down.
I can't walk down that road again,
so, forgive me, if I don't stick around.

If I leave, you'll have dodged a bullet.
If I leave, you will be free-
free of pain, free of fear, free or everything-
everything that comes with me.

But, I want you to fight for me, baby.
Throw me, head first, into love.
Take my hand, and lead me.
Make this something I'm sure of.

Say you'll catch me, when I'm falling.
You'll find me, when I lose my way.
You'll wake me from the nightmares,
and you'll chase the ghosts away.

I want you to fight for me, baby.
Throw me, head first, into love.
Take my hand, and lead me.
Make this something I'm sure of.

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