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Afraid of This Distance
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July 2012 Where will you lay when the lights go dark?
can my bed be the environment and you the shark?
coaching baseball at the park, i miss your kiss,
more then anything i miss the bliss,
alone i remember i can be strong,
even if 60% if the time, i fail, it's wrong,
that all along i told myself it wasn't this much,
enough to make me buy two Arizona's instead of one dutch,
as long as when you return, it's still the same,
if not the Italian distance will be too easy to blame,
i'm afraid you'll come back and it'll be,
all the pain and agony it's supposed to be,
still it's just me that daily you end,
a message to my email and daily i tend,
to google how to say more words in Italian, tu sei bella,
as long as i'm yours i'm one lucky fella.
