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by Jeph Johnson

Troubles become waves that wash her dreams aside 

So I want her to see it's not really the tide 

     That's dissolving the sand around her 

     No one knows how much longer 

She must cry until her life opens wide 

     I so want her to look to me and feel my understanding

And how it runs so deep

     Too deep to even realize 

I've no need to try to comprehend her sigh

And when her tears become oceans in her pretty blue eyes 

I know I cannot make them dry

     I can only offer my shoulder

     And both my arms to hold her

And realize it doesn't matter why

     I just want her to look to me and know I'm understanding

And how it runs so deep

     Too deep to even analyze 

A pain that more than justifies her cry

When her life becomes a blurry, muddled mess 

I know I'm not the answer for her happiness 

     I offer just to care 

     While brushing back her auburn hair

And hope the more I give is no less

     When she looks to me, than my full understanding

And how it runs so deep

     Too deep to even fantasize 

There's no need to ever comprehend a kiss