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I don't know why
I feel the way I do
Nor do I care for the reason
The thing that is true
Isthat I do care for you
To deny that would be treason
Inside myself there's a feeling
A feeling I cannot describe
It's a good feeling, don't get me wrong
But it still makes me run and hide
I'm not running from you
I'm running because I don't know what to do
I don't want to run forever, that much I know
I want our feelings for each other to grow
I'm pouring out my soul on this paper right here
You being unsure is something I fear
