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Loved Like This

My mistakes

and all the painful memories,

they've changed the way I think,

changed what I believe.

 

And when I doubt,

when I think I'm all I need

when I hope the world can't see me,

 

there's safety in your voice

and a smile in your eyes.

How'd I wind up here?

With you by my side.

 

And when I can't explain,

when I lose my grip,

when I make excuses

and can't hide the cynic,

 

there's a hand on my cheek

and a gentle kiss on my lips.

How'd I wind up here?

Being loved like this.

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