Like Davy Jones

Mistakes have been made

Words have been wrote

Hearts have been broken, lost, healed

And broken again

History in times repeats itself.

Like Davy Jones

I lock up my heart

Tight in a box

So no one can penetrate it

Cause don’t you know the only way to kill me

Is by stabbing my heart?

Until the breaking and loosing are over,

Until the final stages of healing are done,

Until history is no more an issue

And his heart can trust my heart close to his

My heart will stay in this lock box

With the key on me at all time

Like Davy Jones…

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